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Page 123 of Girl Between (Dana Gray FBI Mystery Thriller #5)

Jake strode into the marble lobby, his phone in hand. He pressed it to his ear.

He should’ve called first. But there wasn’t time. Besides, what would he have said? After ignoring her for so long, she had every right to tell him off.

If he explained, she’d understand. But there was no time for that either. He’d set a ball in motion. Now, he was running to keep up.

Things were complicated. Add in the wrinkle his family had thrown in the mix and it was downright impossible.

Jake knew his family was another thing he’d need to come clean about.

But thinking about that made his head hurt, not to mention trying to explain it was premature, considering he was still trying to come to terms with it himself.

Jake refocused. None of that was why he was here. He’d come for her. Because she’d asked him to. Right now, nothing else mattered.

He was grateful he kept smelling salts in his field kit for emergencies. This felt like one. The salts and an ungodly dose of caffeine were the only things keeping his jet lag at bay. But as the elevator doors rolled open, Jake knew he didn’t need them .

Dana was more powerful than any jolt of caffeine. Looking at her, he was struck by the idea she was the only drug he’d ever need.

She floated into the busy lobby, a vision of effortless beauty.

He’d been wrong about the pink dress. It hugged her in all the right places, exposing so much flawless, toned skin that his mouth went dry with hunger. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from her. For a moment, he was so absorbed he forgot his phone was still pressed to his ear.

Dana paused behind a towering floral arrangement to fish something from the small green clutch that’d been tucked under her arm. Her silver phone case reflected a flash of light, snapping him out of his daze moments before he heard her voice in his ear.

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