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Carl had been simply struggling to find a lifeline in the conversation, because the man in front of him bore only the faintest whisper of resemblance to the passionate young man he’d once known. The Cameron Barnes he’d known was determined to change the world—he’d been convinced he could right all the wrongs if he just removed enough of the threats. God, didn’t we all think that when we first signed up for the Special Forces? But Carl knew Cameron had gone considerably further in his pursuits. The man had become something of a legend in the field—he was a ghost who moved undetected in and out of countries with ease. He’d never missed a target and his abilities to steal information out from under the noses of those around him almost exceeded his reputation as an assassin. Where Carl excelled at long-range sniper shots, Cam’s specialty was those kills that were up-close and personal.
    The soft knock at Cam’s office door brought Carl back to the moment and the brief flash of pure heat in his eyes had Carl sitting up straight in his seat. “Come.” The man’s one word command was all it took to bring the most exotically beautiful woman Carl had ever seen into the room. The fact she was naked sent a jolt of heat straight through his chest and even he heard his sharp intake of breath. She had her eyes cast toward the floor, but he’d still been able to catch the barest hint of an upward tilt at their corners telling him she had some Asian background, probably a generation or two back. Carl could almost feel her questions as she moved across the expanse of floor between them, but her training prevented even the smallest glance in his direction.
    Carl had seen her picture during the sit-rep at Prairie Winds, but they had failed miserably to the capture the exquisite beauty of the woman kneeling at her Master’s feet on the other side of the desk separating them. Carl was suddenly very grateful for the thick piece of glass that made up Cameron’s desktop because he had a front row seat enabling him to study her more carefully. The long dark hair he’d originally thought was simply a dark brunette now showed a variety of dark highlights that seemed to shift like the sands of the nighttime Sahara in strong winds. He’d been enthralled the first time he’d watched the desert move beneath his feet, changing under the night sky. Finding out all the ways Mother Nature could alter the appearance of something in the dark had been mesmerizing as well as humbling.
    Watching her gracefully descend into a perfect pose stole his breath. Cam hadn’t been kidding when he’d referred to her as well trained, everything about her screamed perfection. The woman was a visual feast for any man and probably most women as well. Her lightly tanned skin glowed with health and something too close to fatigue for his comfort. Even from his position several feet away, Carl could see the flush of arousal begin to move over her skin leaving a rosy blush in its wake. Her spread legs gave him a breath-stealing view of her sex and the lips of her labia looked like rose petals unfurling under the sun’s warmth, their color was becoming deeper and when the scent of her honey hit him, Carl felt his nostrils flare in their attempt to take in as much of the honeyed smell as possible.
    By the time Carl realized how long he’d been staring—completely captivated by the vision in front of him—it was far too late to deny the effect Dr. Barnes’ entrance had on him. Meeting Cam’s gaze, he was relieved to see the man wasn’t offended—in fact, he appeared pleased even though he was trying to bank his emotions. When Carl quirked a brow at him in question, a ghost of a smile caused the corners of Cam’s lips to twitch so slightly Carl wasn’t sure it had actually happened. “She’s beautiful, isn’t she?”
    “She is gorgeous. You are a very fortunate man.” Carl could hear the raspy sound of his own arousal surfacing despite his best