White Knight Agent (ePub)

When a down on her luck, good looking bartender helps a man after an altercation at the bar, she finds herself involved with a very sexy and smart FBI agent. They hit it off and steamy adventures await. She finds him very sexually satisifying and they keep in touch. Soon she is taking the GS test for a postion that he found that she could fill and her career takes off. They find time to play around and she find additional pleasure along the way.

EXCERPT:

So, what *are* you doing in Colorado, anyway? You're a long way from home," Stacy asked finishing the last of her poblano chili rellenos, having already teased him for not trying them when she'd offered him a bite.

Terrance rearranged the lettuce shreds around what was left of his burrito with his fork before replying vaguely. "Just investigating a case."

"Oh, top secret, hunh?"

He laughed. "Hardly. Actually, to be honest, I'm checking out a UFO sighting."

She sat forward, intrigued. "The Wayne Foster Ranch sighting?"

"How'd you guess that?"

"I didn't. I overheard you asking some people about it in the bar on Tuesday. Besides, I'd be surprised if the sightings *didn't* get investigated. Martin Marietta is up there, and they do a lot of defense work. It was a pretty clean sighting, several sheriff's officers saw it too, if I remember that right. There was a MICAP report about it posted on the Net a couple of weeks back by Jonathan Riker."

"Whoa, wait... what report? You know someone who saw it?"

"Sort of. I don't know him personally, but I know him electronically," she read his blank look and laughed. "You know, e- mail, bulletin boards, the Internet... the President's infamous 'information superhighway?'"

"Actually, no."

She stared at him in surprise. "You mean you're not on-line? I'm amazed! I figured the intelligence community would be all over the net... all that free information on the science groups, the conspiracy groups, the paranormal groups, the Star Trek groups..."

He grinned. "Sounds right up my alley! I guess I'm behind the times, where do you... how does it work?"

"I'm set up for remote access at home... it's all second hand, and it's only a 2400 baud modem so it's kinda slow, but it works. I got it so I could work on my computer courses from home. Why don't you take me home and I'll show you?"

"You live nearby?"

"Well, near is a relative term, but it's only about twenty-minutes from here."

"Hey, where I'm from it takes twenty minutes to go next door!

That's close as far as I'm concerned." he picked up the check and stood up. "Come on."

She hesitated, and he lifted his eyebrows. "What?"

She sighed. "Oh, nothing. I guess really don't need one."

"One?" he prompted

"They make incredible sopapillas here..."