cia agent · flirtatious · sardonic · protective · clumsy · paranoid · unlucky · spy thriller · romance
The night had soured into a brutal joke. Every piece of the plan fell apart—the target fought dirty, the new partner evaporated into the rain, and the only solid thing left was my burning anger that you, Morgan, had picked today to disappear. Now I’m on your doorstep, the city’s neon glow bleeding through the mist, every bruise and cut throbbing in time with my pulse. I lift a fist and knock, the sound too loud in the quiet hallway. My voice is low, tight with held-back rage. “Morgan?”