Sharpshooter (Shadow Agents 3)

Gunner started to thrust, but then he hesitated. “I don’t—”

No, he’d better not sa

y—

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he finished, voice rumbling.

She tried to smile for him. “You won’t.” Physically, she trusted Gunner more than she trusted any man.

With her emotions? With her heart? She wasn’t sure; the pain might come again.

At that moment, she was willing to risk it.

He thrust into her. She met his rhythm eagerly, lifting up with her hips, arching against him. He filled her, stretched her perfectly, and she gasped at the heavy feel of him inside her.

Her hands curled around his shoulders. Her legs wrapped around his hips. He thrust into her, again, deeper. The rhythm swept her away, made her forget fire and fear and nightmares.

So that she knew only him and the pleasure that washed over her and made her cry out.

He held her tighter. Gave in to his own release with a growl of her name.

Then he just...held her, cradled her against his heart and kept his hand on her stomach.

Held her, and the nightmares didn’t come back.

* * *

THE RINGING OF the phone woke Gunner. He could hear the peal, calling out from down the hall. Swearing, he opened his eyes. He saw Sydney, still sleeping next to him.

Beautiful Sydney.

He eased from the bed, trying not to wake her. The dawn’s light spilled through the blinds. She hadn’t gotten enough sleep, and in her condition, he wanted her to get all the rest that she could.

He slipped down the hallway. Found his phone. “Gunner.”

Silence, then, “Are you whispering?”

Crap, he had been. He just hadn’t wanted to wake Sydney. Gunner closed the door of his bedroom and cleared his throat. “What do you want, Logan?”

“I want to alert you to a security breach.” His friend’s voice held a tight edge now. “I just got the call from Mercer. Someone’s been trying to hack in to the computer system at the EOD.”

Hell. The EOD agents were being targeted again. The attack on Sydney’s house must be the first launch.

“The thing is...our tech guys are saying that it looks like the breach came from inside.”

Now, that wasn’t what he’d expected. “Another agent?”

“Not sure.” Static crackled over the phone. “But the person used the computer system at the main EOD office. Support staff, techs—they’re all being investigated now. The office is under lockdown until we can figure out what’s happening.”

Gunner huffed out a hard breath. “What do you want me to do?”

“Stick like glue to Sydney’s side. If she’s the first target in this mess, there could be another attempt on her.” Logan’s voice hardened. “The files that were accessed? They were linked to Guerrero.”

“What?” Guerrero—now a dead man—had been a Mexican arms dealer. He’d kidnapped Juliana James, the woman who had recently married Logan. When she’d been attacked, Logan had damn near gone crazy.

So how did Logan have to be feeling now?

“Someone was trying to dig into the classified documents that we have on him. That same someone...he or she was looking at Sydney’s file. And yours.”