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the
job. Tag liked to fuck with his employees, but he took his business seriously.
“Theo is perfectly prepared for this mission and you’re the right operative to
get close to Faith McDonald. You’ll be her personal bodyguard and you can bond
over giggling and tea and whatever girls bond over.”
    Erin
flipped him off. It was a good sign. He suspected she had some serious shit in
her background having to do with authority figures. Flipping the boss the bird
meant she was comfortable he wasn’t going to hurt her. Now she simply had to
figure out Theo wouldn’t either. “I’ll take care of Faith. I actually kind of
admire her. She’s smart and seems to be trying to do good in the world.”
    Unfortunately,
her father was an evil fuck who sold out servicemen for a buck and made his
fortune off keeping the wars going. Faith McDonald could be Mother Teresa and
he would still use her to take down her father. “Don’t go into this expecting a
lifetime friendship. She’s the target. Talk to her. Convince her to come to
Dallas with you so she can meet a new Master. She’s single right now, but the
word is she always indulges during her off time. Get her back here with you and
Ten will handle the rest.”
    “And
Theo?”
    Did
he have to figure out everything? “Don’t sleep with him. It’s just your cover.
Sometimes operatives don’t use their covers to get a little something
something.” Ian scratched his head, trying to think of an example. It was hard.
His operatives were the worst when it came to sleeping with their
partners—Simon and Chelsea, Jesse and Phoebe, Alex and Eve—or being stupid
fucks and falling in love with their targets—Sean and Grace, Li and Avery.
Hell, Jake and Adam had married their freaking client. It could be their new
slogan. McKay-Taggart: We Don’t Keep It
In Our Pants. Oh, well, there was one he could think of. “Alex and I went
undercover once and we did not sleep together.”
    Alex
shrugged. “He tried but I wanted someone a little more tender. Li used to go
undercover with Karina and he ’s never once slept with
her. Then there was that first mission we sent Jesse on at the strip club.”
    Ian
cleared his throat. He was pretty sure Jesse had slept with about ten of those
strippers, but that had all been before Phoebe.
    Alex
shook his head. “JoJo, Eboni, and Misty Rose weren’t his partners. Simon was.
Si swears up and down they’ve never cuddled. Not once. So you’re safe, Erin.”
    “You’re
all jackholes, you know that, right? And Liberia? Really? I left the damn Army
so I didn’t have to spend all my time in the world’s shitholes.” Erin was
shaking her head as she walked away. “Simon gets to go to Venice. Li’s biggest
op was in London. I get fucking West Africa.”
    “Don’t
forget the Ebola,” Tag called out. “You’re welcome.” He shook his head as she
disappeared around the corner. “They’re totally going to do it in Africa.”
    “Oh,
they will so do it, but then that’s your plan.” Alex started toward the
conference room again. “You know she’ll probably end up being your
sister-in-law. Your girls will call her Auntie Erin and she’ll teach them how
to make homemade grenades or something.”
    “Yeah,
well, I can’t seem to get rid of anyone anyway, so I might as well minimize the
damage. God only knows who Theo would drag home if he wasn’t all moony over
Erin. I’m pretty sure Case is going to show up with some chick he scrapes off
the floor of a bar. That boy can drink.” He had to smile because the light of
his fucking life stepped out of the break room.
    Charlie
Taggart. The sight of his gorgeous wife made his heart speed up. He knew she
was due to deliver their babies in five weeks, but damn he wanted to fuck her
long and hard. She was stunning, a freaking super-hot fertility goddess who
made his dick stand up and cheer every time he thought about her. She had a
grin on her face as she caught sight of him. “Hey, those people