“But it won’t be you,” I corrected. “It will have to be Mouse since Ziv will be with you and Linney will be on comms.” I looked over at the young agent. “Think you can be my boyfriend for the night?” Mouse’s face ignited, his cheeks flaming deep red as he sputtered out what sounded a little bit like an argument. “No. I mean… I can’t. That is to say, of course… not. Of course not.” He tightened his teeth together and winced. “I mean, of course. Yes, sir. I serve at the pleasure of the… you, I guess. Or, whatever. That’s fine. It’s fine. This is all…” “Fine?” Linney teased. “Shut up,” Mouse
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