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Blacking Out

I removed myself from James's grasp and walked towards the kitchen grabbing a knife and an apple. I was starving. I waited for James to talk. 

He reluctently walked over to me. He looked deep in thought, thinking really hard about something. 

I grew anxious, he knew I was waiting for him to start and before I could open my mouth to complain he broke the silence. 

"Do you remember that first mission in Berlin. The very first one?" He asked staring at the ground, his eyebrows furrowing in concentration. 

I nodded. "The Harrow assignment."

"Well...Blackbriar just found out that your target...Adelric Kahn. He's still alive. Apparently the person you shot was a look-a-like and he's been underground for 3 years just waiting." 

I felt confusion wash over me as I absorbed the new information. I was in trouble...

"He's been killing anyone connected with that assignment...we've already lost three of our agents. Harold is worried you're next." James said softly. "I was trying to take you home with me so that you weren't around Leeway...but we took that over the fence because I thought someone was following us."

I felt my breath hitch in my throat. Kahn was looking for me in Chicago already? Worry over took all my emotions as I felt James turn his face to look me in the eye for the first time since he started talking. He watching my reaction carefully. 

"Where they following me from the Pytor Building?" I whispered, he chuckled nervously before answering. "No...not that I saw."

I frowned. None of this felt right at all...

I nodded my head slowly. I didn't realize how tensed up I was, I took a deep breath and tried to relax. All of this new Drama was getting me so anxious. 

James turned abruptly and picked me up, carrying me to my room. He crawled onto my bed, resting his head on my pillows, he softly patted the space next to him and I immediatly repeated his actions. 

"What now?" I sighed, our bodies turned to face each other; we were so close I could feel his warm breath lightly on my face. 

"How about we play a game," James said, a smirk tugging at his mouth. I raised my eyebrows at him "What one?" I said as I lightly took my bottom lip between my teeth making James's gaze immediatly focus from my eyes to my lips. 

"Truth or dare" he smirked, I sighed heavily before nodding, "Fine, you ask me first" 

He grinned as he lay on his back, and rubbed his open palms together at a fast pace, "Truth or dare?" 

"Truth" I sighed. 

He let a low groan "You're no fun love" he thought for a moment of a question before his head abruptly turned to come face to face with mine. "What did you think of our...time yesterday? Before Leeway intterupted us?" A sinister grin took over his features. 

I felt the heat rush to my face at the thought of me in my underwear answering the door...and Leeway. Why was I thinking of Leeway? I felt a lump in my throat and I could feel James grinning evilly at me. "It was....great?" I stuttered my gaze looking anywhere but his face. 

"Do you want to try it again?"  He smirked, my gaze finally fixed on his face. "Hey it's my turn." I said laughing, happy that I didn't have to answer that question. 

I opened my mouth to ask him Truth or Dare but he beat me to it. "Dare." He said with a grin. I frowned, thinking of what I could dare him to do that would embarress him. 

Just as I opened my mouth to tell him his dare his phone buzzed. I saw James momentarily clench his jaw in annoyance, as he fished into his pocket and pulled out his phone.