A SEAL's Surrender (Alpha SEALs Book 3) by Makenna Jameison Page A

was.  Even if I have to hack into their damn systems myself.  License plates, names, everything.”
    “It’s probably nothing—just some creep chasing after women.”
    He raised an eyebrow.
    “Some men are pigs,” she said with a shrug.
    “I don’t like it,” he said, his voice steel.
    “Christopher—”
    “I’m not letting anything happen to you.  Not after finally finding you again.”
    The emotion in his voice startled her.  He sure wasn’t acting like someone who didn’t give a damn.  True, he had come back to her apartment, years ago—eventually.  But her heart was already shattered by then.  He wasn’t the man she thought that he was.  She couldn’t be with a guy who ran every time he panicked.  Not then; not ever.  And the concern he was showing right now?  It was too much. She didn’t want any of the thoughts or memories currently racing through her mind.  She wanted to forget about Christopher.  The fact that he’d shown up in her life again all these years later meant nothing.
    She pulled away and bent down to pick up her briefcase.  She’d go back to her hotel room and pretend this little encounter never happened.  Whatever the hell he wanted would just have to wait.  She wouldn’t get answers by ignoring him, but maybe the truth wasn’t worth it anyway.  Sometimes the past was just too damn painful to revisit.
    “So that’s it?” Christopher asked, crossing his arms in irritation.
    “What’s it?”
    “I tell you I’m not letting anything happen to you, and you act like you’re leaving.”  His thumb jerked toward the stairwell.
    “I guess we’re both good at that.”
    She turned, and his hands were on her in an instant.  He pulled her close, his large body hovering behind her as an avalanche of shivers raced down her spine.  He towered above her, his chin atop her head, and she crashed into his solid chest, loving a little too much the way her body fit perfectly against his.  She felt safe.  Shielded.  His warmth and scent surrounded her.  His lips brushed against her hair.  She was drowning in him.
    His hands flexed, digging into her waist, sending her mind reeling.  One move, and he could turn her around and pin her against the wall, kissing her senseless.  Proving her wrong.  All his power and strength was attractive.  Arousing.  His entire body was tense, ready to spring at any moment, and she felt his thick arousal against her lower back.  Liquid heat began to pool at her center.
    “Why the hell are you here anyway?” she asked, her voice shaking.  “Last I checked, Navy SEALs don’t live in oceanfront hotels.”
    “I came here for you,” he growled.
    She pulled away and spun around to glare at him.  Heat flushed her cheeks.  She was aroused, angry, and everything else in between.  How dare he chase after her now.  He had his chance ten freaking years ago, and he blew it.  “You shouldn’t have come.  Actually, no, you never should have left in the first place.  But that’s on you.”
    His eyes narrowed, and he stepped closer, forcing her to tilt her head back to meet his gaze.  No way was she letting his size and strength intimidate her.  Christopher was angry.  Turned on.  Her mouth dropped open in surprise at the heat in his eyes.  Ten seconds ago he was ready to pummel whoever had been in the SUV.  He’d been worried about her.  Now he looked only like he wanted to haul her over his shoulder and not let her out of her hotel room until morning.  To work out whatever it was still brewing between them between the sheets.  Repeatedly.
    “Walking out on you was the biggest fucking mistake of my life.  I’ve regretted it every single day since.  I’m not sure how the hell I got lucky enough for you to show up in my life not once but twice , but I know there’s still something here between us.  Last night was pretty damn amazing, and as long as you’re here, I can’t keep my hands off you.”
    His eyes softened as