Page 154 of Red Marked

“We worked in a clinic. Nobody walked around in their scales.” I tap the last photograph. “Holt’s eyes are green, though. The same green as this. It could be him.”

“Plenty of males have green eyes, Star.”

He’s using my real name again.

“I know. It isn’t proof.” I can’t stop looking at it. “It isn’t nothing, either.”

“No, it isn’t.” He squares the pages, closes the file, and tucks it back under his arm. “Those coordinates are forty minutes from here. As part of your training, I’m going to sign you up for night training. The flights are approved and logged. You might be the newbie, but you’re still in training. It should pass. We need to go and look for him once you’ve been on the team for a few days. Maybe before your first off days.”

Excitement flares.

“Don’t get too excited. We need to be very careful about it. That male could be a seriously bad fucker. Or it could be Holt, but he’s gone completely feral.”

“I know.”

“Also, you only get on the roster once you’re cleared for the field. You need to pass your exam in the morning.”

“No pressure,” I mutter.

He gives me a look. Then he walks to the door, puts his hand on the handle, and stops. “By the way, I signed off on the things you ordered.” His mouth twitches.

My face instantly catches fire.

“I didn’t realize it went through you.” My voice comes out an octave too high. “They told us about the form at induction and where to submit it. They didn’t mention that part.”

“Every order from my department crosses my desk.”

Shit! Shit! Shit!

Most of the things I ordered were normal and run-of-the-mill. One of the items, though… Just the one.

He quirks a brow.

Nooooo!

I ordered a dildo. A big one, with a double head and three settings.

“Purple?” Flint lifts one eyebrow. “Really?”

My cheeks heat a little more.

The dildo I ordered also happens to be purple. There was a separate box on the form for color, and I filled it in.

Then I pull my spine straight. Screw it! So what if he knows? I’m a female with needs, dammit.

I nod. “It’s one of my favorite colors. I also happen to like double-action,” I say before I can stop myself.

Craaap! Why do I have such a big mouth?

His throat works. He looks at the door handle instead of at me.

“Good luck tomorrow, Pearl.” He opens the door. “Get back to work. You’ll receive your order in a day or two.”

“Thank you, sir.” My voice is husky.

I wish I didn’t need a dildo, but I’m glad I’m getting one all the same.

He checks the hallway and goes out. I lean out and watch him walk all the way to the stairs. The jeans are just as good from the back.