A Spy In Love

chapter 1: My Annoying Hero

Chapter 1: My annoying hero

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My hips swayed with the music that was shaking the building around me. My hands are in the air as I sing/scream along to my favorite song. I see my friend Zach grinding in to a girl and feel as if I was going blind. I hate when people grind in to each other.

All of a sudden I felt someone come up behind me, placing his hands on my hips all though I hate the idea I was curious. Not even looking behind me I start to grind in to him. As I grind I feel his lips on my neck and his hands start to caress my body. His hands felt like silk on my skin. I bite my lip as I suppressed a moan. his kept making their way down my body till they were almost cupping my butt.

My jeans stop right below my ass so I guess I was asking for it. But then his hands start to make their way up my body. I mean we got to have boundaries here.

I needed to pull away but my body felt like it was on fire. his hands creating the trail.

I start to pull away but his grip on me just tightens. I stop shaking my hips and try to pry his hand off my stomach. "let go." I struggle to get out of his grip. I hear a chuckle from behind me. "not just yet, I have plans for you."

My body tenses as his words roll over me. plans? what plan?

"Let go of her." I look up to see a guy looking straight at me, his eyes staying in my face unlike most guys here.

"Get your own." the man behind me growls. I shake with fear as head falls on my shoulder "she's mine."

Feeling brave I speak up "I'm nobodies. now let me go!" I hit my fist on his hands trying anything to get free.

His lips come down, close to my ear "shut up!" he snapped. That just in raged me, I'm not one to be bossed around.

"No." I said defiantly "never." my voice sounded stronger then I felt. I've lived through wars, I've been shot at and tortured. hell I work for the FBI! I'm a spy! I will not be afraid of a guy that probably thinks I'm a slut that knows nothing. not someone who speaks 10 different languages, know 3 different marshal arts and is trained at throwing knives.

"Let me go. Now." I growled at him. trying to make my point.

His hands dug in to my skin as his whispered in my ear "you mine now. remember that."

"That's enough mate, off." the guy in front of me said. I felt his hands slide off, grazing my but and finally letting go. but Before he walked away he yelled over his shoulder "remember."

I let a shiver run up my spine as I turned back around to see my hero. "thank you." I said. not wanting anymore company i walked away.

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"Are you sure you want another shot?" the bar tender asks as I sit on a stool "you've already had 3." I look him straight in the eye. his blue eyes stare back at me. "bring it on." he raise his eyebrow, probably impress by how I can hold my liquor.

Pouring me another he says "that will be 20 bucks." I grab my wallet from my pocket, searching for money "you know pumpkin, I'm pretty surprised that your not dancing in the bar sing to a Katy Perry song." I pause for a second to look up at him from under my eyelashes "you never know, the night is young." Still searching I say "that must happen a lot."

He chuckled under his breath "more then you know." a little giggle escapes my lips before I go back to looking in my wallet for some money. "shit." I work for the FBI but the pay you almost nothing. I look up at the bar tender that I've come to know as Cole. A begging look on my face.

A smirk forms on his face, "not enough money?" i shake my head. a mischievous look forms on his face "how bout we strike a deal?" I know where this is going. it's either going to be a lap dance or dancing on the bar. who knows it could be sex.

"How about you give her the drink and I pay for it." my head spins around to see the same hot,

And I mean hot, as in extra T worthy, man standing behind me that saved me from the creepy dance partner. I open my mouth to protest that I can handle buying myself a drink, but he just waves me off.

"Just thank me and take the drink." well that got under my skin. no one tells me what to do not even a guy that might has well saved my life.

"You know what Cole. I'm not really thirsty anymore." I got off the stool and tried to weave in between all the twirking kids.

But before I walk out the door I turn around looking for him. once I saw his blue eyes I mouthed "thank you." and walked out.

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