Detect Me Page 16
by Selma Wolfe
They broke apart, panting, and Mark reached out and entwined their fingers together with one hand. He stole another quick kiss that made Nikki gasp and drew back to look at her like she was one of those masterpieces in the museum – something precious.
"No doubt, we're going to be trouble together," he said, grinning. He looked lit from within by joy, but this time because of Nikki, not because of facts and files. She could barely breathe for happiness.
"I like trouble, sometimes," she said, in spite of everything that had happened, and Mark caught her up in another kiss that felt like coming home.
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