Agent Finds a Warrior

I couldn't go on much longer denying myself though.

Each new side road we came across was a temptation to divert down and find a place to park put the convertible's cover back up and tear her clothes off. I gripped the wheel hard. Tonight! Tonight she would be mine.

She turned her head to me and smiled, "How long will it be before we reach wherever your taking me."

My grip on the wheel tightened. Did she have any idea what that sounded like?

I glanced over to her only to find that her eyes were laughing at me. Again I was reminded of the fact that this was a completely different side of this woman that I had never seen, while she had worked for the Agency.

"You're cruel!" I said shaking my head as I shifted in my seat uncomfortably.

I'd expected her to laugh at her accomplishment of making me cry uncle, but her answer wasn't what I had expected.

"I'm sorry!"

My gaze darted over to her to see her buttoning up her shirt.

My hand closed over top of hers, "Please don't take my view away. I've waited a long time for the privilege to enjoy such a view and while it and you are utterly tormenting to me I wouldn't want it any other way."

I let my hand fall away and her fingers re-undid the buttons only she went several buttons down farther.

I glanced away from the sight that she had afforded me and asked, "What's changed about you Zora? All the years that I've known of you since you were at the Agency you've gone around with this big invisible sign plastered to you that read, 'Men beware, if you so much as touch me I'll nail your family jewels to the wall and use the rest of you for target practice'."

I glanced over to her to see her biting her full lower lip tellingly.

She tried to bite back a wry smile before asking, "It was that bad?"

"It was that bad." I affirmed.

She was the one to look away this time, while I continued to enjoy the view. Her words though brought me back to sharply focus on her face, "I saw things when I was a young girl that no one should ever see. Things done by men to women. It scared me for a long time. Still does actually. It was a good thing in many ways when I found the Agency. The Agency exposed me to truly good men like Chantry and Flint. They helped to redefine what it was to be a male and still be an entirely noble individual. You're both caring and noble like they are. I know you won't ever hurt me. I trust you like I have few individuals in my life. I even desire you, which is a miracle for me."