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Liam’s completely professional and doesn’t even bat an eye when he sees I’ve clearly rushed to get dressed. “We need you in the cabinet room.”
I finish buttoning my shirt and tuck it into my pants. “What’s going on?”
“We’ve had a sub go silent in the Yellow Sea.”
“What? One of ours?” Liam nods. “Why did we have a sub down there?”
“We’ve been on a recon mission.”
I look to Liam and nod. “How long has it been since the sub has been heard from?”
“They’re fourteen minutes over their schedule.”
“Okay.” I fix the cuffs around my wrists. “Give me two minutes, I need to finish something here.”
“Of course, Mr. President.” Liam stands back, opposite my bedroom door.
I turn to Mark and gesture toward my bedroom. He lifts his hand and calls Grayson. Opening the door, I find Reece standing by the table with her bag in her hand and prepared to go. I sigh as I look down toward the floor. “I know, you have to go.”
“I do,” I say. I walk over to her and wrap my arms around her.
“Will you assign Grayson to someone else?”
“We’ll talk about it tomorrow.”’
“Tomorrow?” She pulls out of my arms and looks up at me.
“I want to see you tomorrow.” I kiss her forehead, staying in this spot for a moment. “I really have to go. But, tomorrow?”
“What time?”
“Eight, and I’m going to sit down and actually eat with you.”
She blinks several times as a small smile tugs on the corners of her lips. “Fine. But, only because we’re going to talk about this whole Grayson situation.”
I cross my heart sarcastically. “I promise.”
Reece rolls her eyes and nods. “Yeah, sure.”
I kiss her once again before opening the door to my bedroom where Grayson is already waiting for her. “Miss Maxwell,” Grayson says as he falls into place.
“Hey, Grayson. This is ridiculous, isn’t it?” She looks me dead in the eyes, waiting for Grayson to agree with her.
“I take my job seriously, ma’am,” he responds.
I smirk when Reece huffs because she doesn’t get the answer she wants. She and Grayson disappear down the hallway to the elevator. I love watching Reece’s ass as she walks away. It’s tight, and delicious, and makes me damn hard.
“Mr. President,” Liam encourages.
“Give me a moment.” I walk into my room to get my suit jacket. “Okay.” I walk out, and we head down to the cabinet room so I can be briefed on what’s happening.
