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You stumble back onto seemingly a bed as your mind feels like it’s being scramble. Your nemesis looks so sexy when he’s authoritative, you wonder if he’ll take you out to dinner later. What? You’re his enemy, you work for the agency. At least that’s what you tell them. You really have been faking it to get closer to your boyfriend, the infamous General Clive Edwards. You’ve been wanting to break you’re cover for so long so you guys can finally be alone.
“So Ms. Wainwright. How do you feel?” He says.
You smile and look at him. “Babe I’ve turned off my comm link, you can just call me Eve for now. Now come on let’s get one in before they realize I’ll “need”backup.”