military-romance

Kane..." she hesitated. "I lied to you last night." His green eyes searched her face. "What did you lie about?" "When I said... when I said I didn't want to kiss you again." Her breath came out in an unsteady puff. "I lied.

He couldn't tell if she was checking him out with sexual interest or sizing him up. Did she know who he was? Truly was...Or maybe she just wanted to get to know him. Hell if he knew. It'd been too long since he'd paid attention to a woman and he hated that he couldn't tell if that was feminine interest in her gaze.And now, after two years, his cock decided to wake up.Fuck.

You're so beautiful," he told her. Her laughter tickled his ears. "You realize you're looking at my back, right?" "Mmm-hmmm. And it's a very beautiful back.

I don't want you to think about anyone in your past. No now, not ever again. You deserved a hell of a lot more than any of those bastards gave you." "If it helps," she said with a faint smile, "I killed most of them.

She shook her head and said," If there's one thing I've learned in my life, it's that shitty things happen. You can't always stop them. They just happen. And yeah, you can let them destroy you, but what's the point? Might as well learn to deal with all those shitty things and move on." "Is that what you did?" "Yes." She paused. "And you will too. You just have to accept your loss and try your best to live out the rest of your life without letting the loss destroy you." "Easier said than done," he muttered. She laughed. "Who said life was easy?

She glanced at the bathroom door once more, her cheeks growing warm as the glass door slid open and Kane emerged from the steamy shower stall. Naked. She swallowed, unable to tear her eyes away from his nude, dripping-wet body. He had the kind of rock-hard physique that would make other women drool. His broad chest tapered to a trim waist, and his legs were thick and dusted with golden hair. He was lean, not bulky, with perfectly sculpted muscles that looked like they'd been carved out of marble. He was hard. Everywhere. "I'm afraid it's too late for you to join me in the shower," he said in a silky voice. "Though we could still make good use of the bed.

Out of the military, out of the war, out of the only life they knew. Team Fear took the fall.

She blinked at him, mouth open. "Do you really think it's wise to insult a woman who's holdin' a needle this far away? - she held her fingers an inch apart - "From your Grand Master of Ceremonies?

Eyes locked, they stared. She felt bleeding pain down to her soul.

Grant pressed his back against the outside wall of the turquoise and white two-story home he and a team of Miami PD officers were about to storm. On the surface the place fit in perfectly into the upper middle class neighborhood. On the inside, however, it was a fully functioning cocaine lab.

I__e been waiting half an hour for you to wake up._ His voice was uneven and raspy. __s that right?_ she murmured.

People do man-candy model shoots that don__ look nearly a tenth as orgasm-worthy as you right now.

Your booty call embargo will remain intact.

You__e going to let her wander into someone else__ arms? There__ another man who could protect her better than you? Well, if that__ true_

God must think her a badass because he__ handed her this moment, and he didn__ dole out shit she couldn__ handle. That was a fact taught long ago by that miserable bitch called life.

That__l be like catching Niagara fucking Falls with a fly net.

And now I can__ breathe for wanting you. I woke up, and your eyes were on fire. You haven__ looked at me like that in years. All need. All want.

Oh for Christ sakes. Ay carrumba, chimichanga. I have no idea what you__e saying, but shut your pretty pie hole.