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was making her stomach flutter with anticipation. Or anxiety. Maybe a bit of both. I did. I’ve read it over. I would like to talk to you about some of the points of the contract when you have time.
    Of course, but for tonight, you get some sleep. You’ve had a long day. Write me when you wake up.
    I don’t want to disturb you if you’re sleeping, Sir. Why don’t you give me a good time to contact you?
    I’m always awake. Contact me when you’re ready. Good night, Faith.
    Good night, Sir.
    She sat back and read through the brief correspondence again. Master T. Her Sir. He’d known when she was scheduled to get in and he’d waited to welcome her back to the Western world.
    “Hey, we’re going to head to bed. I’m afraid I’m going to be horrifically jetlagged tomorrow. You need anything?” Erin asked as she poked her head through the open doorway.
    She turned and smiled. “No, I’m good.”
    Erin frowned. “What happened? That’s not a smile I’ve seen on you before.”
    She stopped herself from covering her face in a deeply girlish gesture. God, she needed to get a handle on this. Just because the man was hot—okay super hot, like Hollywood hot—and polite didn’t mean she should lose IQ points when she thought about him. She was a doctor. She’d been to medical school and done her residency and ran a clinic. She was not a giggling schoolgirl. “I talked to Master T.”
    Erin grinned and walked through the door, setting herself on the bed across from Faith. “Seriously? He already called you. Eager beaver.”
    So she did kind of sound like a schoolgirl. She had to admit it was refreshing. It was far from the doom and gloom of the last few months. Months? She’d been doom and gloom for years now that she thought about it. It was kind of nice to have this bubbly feeling. She was thirty-two years old and it was fun to feel sixteen again. “He sent me an instant message. But I thought it was kind of sweet that he remembered when I was getting in. You know him, right?”
    “Yeah. I work with him, though not specifically with him. Usually I work with a man named Liam. He’s like my big brother. Well, if my brother was Irish and nice and had the coolest wife in the world.”
    “Don’t you have a bunch of brothers?”
    Her smile faded a bit. “Yeah, three. Trust me. Li is way cooler than my brothers. The place where I work…it’s like a family. It’s the best place I’ve ever been. I joke a lot. I know I have a dark sense of humor, but I really love where I work. I have to warn you though. Your man can be a dickwad. And he thinks he’s the shit at covert ops, but we took his ass down.”
    “What?” Covert ops? He was supposed to work for a security firm not the freaking CIA. God, that was the last thing she wanted to get involved in.
    Erin shook her head. “Sorry. Every now and then Master T and Big Tag play war games. A couple months back T decided to invade the office and dude got his ass kicked. Oh, he got some good licks in on Tag, but he lost and now Big Tag gets to punch him at random.”
    She felt her jaw drop. “What?”
    “Sometimes I forget you’re a civvie, Doc. It’s all fun and games. Well, and broken noses. But hey, that’s just cartilage and I personally think T was too pretty before Tag broke his nose.” She leaned in. “I kind of wish someone would break Theo’s nose. He’s so fucking pretty I find it intimidating. He’s even prettier without all those clothes. It’s not fair.”
    Faith was getting into a world that she didn’t understand. But maybe that was all right. She’d spent all her time around serious scholars and super-ambitious people. They never broke each other’s noses. Ever. Of course, most of the super-ambitious people she’d spent her life around hadn’t looked like Master T or Theo. And most of them wouldn’t have remembered when her flight was supposed to land and wouldn’t have stayed by the computer to make sure she’d gotten in. They had