'Four days, tops. Things are looking pretty straightforward here. I'll be ready to get back to running operations on the home front.'

It was Julian. The relief that washed over Amelia when she saw his name on her phone nearly knocked her off her feet. She should be hurrying to her next meeting, but instead, she was fawning over a text message from a boy.

A grown man. A very skilled, very capable grown man. Skilled and capable in more ways than one.

Shit. ...