I'm waiting for Jenn to confirm, and we'll schedule to take it out tomorrow morning, Toni said.
"Hey, boss," Jenn purred, emerging from the shadows.
One of the rare female Guardians, Jenn was tall and willowy with dark hair and green eyes, a studied air of seduction, and the ability to penetrate any group he sent her after.
"Not much," Jenn admitted.
Jenn asked too casually.
He'd messed around with Jenn only a few hours earlier and already felt the need to unwind again.
I'll take a couple of the meetings, and I tasked Jenn to start forwarding intelligence reports to me as well.
He pulled the robe over her exposed body, feeling the urge to run to the gym or call Jenn for a quickie to relieve the sexual spring within him.
"Hi Bianca, I'm Jenn," she said with a quick smile.
Everything about Jenn was sexy, from her tight clothing to her sensual walk to her smoky make-up and low, gravelly voice.
"The wards won't let you out," Jenn told her.
"Yes. Sweet cat," Jenn replied.
Bianca liked Jenn, though she felt there was more to the woman than she could pinpoint.
"I talked to your brother earlier," Jenn started, leaning back.
Tell me about yours, Jenn said with a smile.
"It's what we do," Jenn said.
Jenn smiled faintly with a nod.
The air around Jenn had stilled, and she searched her gaze.
"You were right on about meeting the devil himself," Jenn answered.
"I like you, Jenn," Bianca murmured.
"Yeah, the White God granted him many gifts," Jenn said, smiling widely.
"Thanks, Jenn," Bianca said.
Jenn smiled and disappeared.
Her conversation with Jenn made the world around her more concrete.
Have Jenn twist a few arms for details and to validate the intercepts.
Jenn said he's at HQ.
"I met Jenn," she said.
"Jenn is so hot!" he exclaimed.
He was not long for this world, and she was no Jenn-- a woman there for his physical pleasure.
"For talking to Bianca about Jenn?" he echoed.
There was a knock at the door; Jenn opened it and froze.
"He's not here, Jenn," she said softly.
She had no phone, no way of contacting Dusty or Jenn or Darian.
Dusty, Sofia, Darian, Damian, Jule, Jenn, Toni, Jonny, Watcher.
"Hi Jenn!" she said.
"I need to check you for a tag," Jenn said.
"I should have done this before," Jenn admitted.
Jenn ran small wand over her body, eyes expertly taking in her skin.
Jenn returned after a few minutes, her gaze softening.
"Sweetheart, his car is the least of his concerns right now," Jenn said.
They entered a quieter wing, and Jenn stopped to knock on a closed door.
"I'll leave you here," Jenn said with a smile.
The front door opened, and Jenn peered in.
"Boss, we're ready," Jenn called.
She couldn't help wondering about the two of them and why she felt suddenly jealous, even though Jenn could give Dusty something she wasn't willing to.
"Babe, there are other ways to get rid of that energy," Jenn purred.
Jenn was dressed in a revealing top and tight jeans, her arms crossed and her features amused.
"Not now, Jenn," he replied and returned to his target.
I'm expecting a report on their security later, Jenn replied.
Jenn, start intel feeds every thirty minutes starting now.