She made an unpleasant noise. "If I was going to do some kind of scheming to get you into the fold, I would have had better timing. I'm all squirmy still." She ran a hand down his arm, then shifted gears toward work as best she could. She'd be doing better if they'd had even ten more minutes before Saul showed up. Nothing focused her better than good sex. As it was, her mind was split between trying to figure out what could have changed and working on strategies to integrate the narrative she and Brody had worked out in early days back in country.
And then there was Saul. It was one thing to cover up with she knew about Brody over there, where there was a really good reason, but now, when things were more up in the air? She was going to have to keep trying to find a justification on that one. How Saul approached her about Brody at all would dictate some of that.
Getting him into the building took a little while, most of which time, she bounced by his side like a kid waiting for a present.
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And then there was Saul. It was one thing to cover up with she knew about Brody over there, where there was a really good reason, but now, when things were more up in the air? She was going to have to keep trying to find a justification on that one. How Saul approached her about Brody at all would dictate some of that.
Getting him into the building took a little while, most of which time, she bounced by his side like a kid waiting for a present.