Dagger's Edge (SEALs On Fire) by Brenna Zinn Page A

and on their way to her bedroom for the lay of the century. Because that was what their fuckfest would be. Something for the history books. And once he started with her, he wouldn’t allow himself to stop until she was out of his system for good. He couldn’t continue living with her constantly invading his thoughts, his desires. He was a SEAL, damn it. He had to focus on his missions and protecting his buddies, not to mention his own hide.
    Dagger parked the Vette alongside the white picket fence framing the front yard of the Benson’s conch house. The old two story home, a combination of Victorian and Bahamian style architectures, had been built by someone in the Benson family over a hundred years ago and had stayed in the family since. Though the home was ancient, the paint job wasn’t. The last time he’d been here, the house had been a bright yellow. Now a light blue with bright white gingerbread trim, the place had never looked better.
    The sound of music drifted out from somewhere inside the house as soon as Dagger killed the engine. Strolling up the steps to the covered veranda, he felt the twangy beats of some country song vibrating over his skin. He knocked on the door several times, knowing good and well no one inside could possibly hear his arrival over the din, then let himself in.
    Having vacationed with Brice and Brice’s family in Key West every summer from the time he entered junior high until Dagger joined the Navy, there weren’t too many nooks or crannies in this house he didn’t know as well his own home in Wisconsin. Finding Mia would be easy. Since all the French doors to the back porch and pool were wide open, he decided start his search in the back.
    The sooner I’ve said hello, the sooner I can say good-bye. Then we’ll both be safe from each other. “ I’ll find Coyote or Jonesin’ and we can check out this year’s crop of beach bunnies. Lord knows we can all use a good time after our last mission.” He nodded while he thought through his pep talk. “Then I’ve got to figure out what I’m doing with the rest of my life. I promised the Master Chief I’d have an answer about my reenlistment when I get back. I’ve put the decision off for too long already.”
    Surrounded by mature palm trees and shrubbery, the expansive backyard completely shut out the rest of the island while providing pockets of shade, keeping the pool and anyone lounging nearby cool. At the end of the pool, he spotted Mia reclining in the shallow sun deck. God help him, the siren with sparks flying from her long copper hair didn’t have on a stitch of clothing other than a pair of large sunglasses.
    Dagger stood frozen, unable to avert his gaze or move his feet. The scene before him, Mia leaning back on her elbows, her full breasts heaved out as if tempting the sun to touch them, could have been from one of his dreams. Further down, the shimmering water provided a shifting and fragmented view of dark auburn curls. She looked like a sexy mermaid whose tail had morphed into curvy legs and feet.
    A bone chilling shiver quaked from his shoulders down his back as horror battled with desire. Mia was taboo. Forbidden fruit he shouldn’t even consider.
    What are you doing? She’s Brice’s little sister.
    Yah, like you haven’t told yourself that before.
    But she certainly wasn’t little anymore. Only two years younger, she was now twenty-seven and looked every inch a woman. Long, tanned legs, flat stomach, and tits that would more than fill his large hands, the pretty girl he’d known and avoided like the plague had certainly grown up. Seeing her there, so fucking beautiful and so fucking enticing, charged his batteries and had his cock as hard as a battering ram.
    Damn it, man. She’s Brice’s sister! Get the fuck out of here. Pronto.
    Attempting to slip back inside the house without alerting her to his presence, Dagger slid back one foot and then another without turning around. When he thought he’d reached