Ever since she applied for the program when she finished college, she'd been an expendable asset. She'd never been protected and cosseted like dear Natalie. Nobody rushed to save her like they did for that pathetic whino, Sarah. If Marcie didn't look after number one, no one would. She suppressed a stab of longing. She had a job to do. Ever since Parnell recruited her, she'd been determined to become his top agent. After this assignment, she'd make it.
Pushing away the strange thoughts and feelings, she stepped forward and pressed her naked body against his, followed the raised vein running down his neck with a curious finger. How tough could those veins be? "So how does a warrior prove all this to his, uh breeder."