the
kiss, he stared at her. “Does that answer your question?”
She licked
her lips, the simple act stirring jealousy in his cock that those lips weren’t
around the throbbing hard-on. “Um, no. I don’t think I quite have the answer.
Maybe you’d better kiss me again just to be sure.”
He laughed,
not remembering when he had ever enjoyed a woman’s company more than now,
standing in Cambrie’s simple kitchen with her sexy body begging to be
dominated. The microwave chose that moment to ding. “We eat fast. Then I have
many plans for you in the bedroom.”
He prayed she
enjoyed the sex toys. Christ, since they opened the box, his imagination had
run wild with vivid images of how they’d use each one. He knew he’d start with
the paddle. That was Cambrie’s choice, so who was he not to oblige the lady?
“Do you now?
Does that mean you don’t want to catch some sleep?” Her teasing tone was just
as arousing as the way her hard nipples dented the thin cotton T-shirt she had
professed as her favorite nightshirt.
“Oh, I
promise we’ll get sleep, darling,” he said, biting into the hot pizza. “But
first I plan to exhaust you.”
“I like how
you think,” she offered before taking her own bite of pizza.
They sat at
her small, round kitchen table sipping iced tea and devouring the pizza. She
had obviously worked up an appetite like he had by the way she dug in heartily.
Wiping her
mouth with a napkin, Cambrie sipped her drink and spoke. “So, Miller, are you
on vacation or something? You had mentioned getting leave after your assignment
was done. Does that happen after each assignment?”
Miller didn’t
want to think about having to leave her now that he had finally found her.
Dreaming of her nightly was one thing. But now that he had held her, well, that
changed everything. His job was his job, but now he had to figure out where or
how Cambrie would fit into his life.
“Technically,
I’m on a mini vacation. I begged for a few days leave once we completed our
last mission. But I’m still on call.”
Her hand
wavered between the table and her mouth, holding the pizza. This time her pout
broke his heart. “You mean you could be called away at any time?”
And there it
was. The nature of the military life. Something civilians had a hard time
grasping-the need to move at a moment’s notice, leave loved ones behind for God
knew how long, to endure what most could not. It sure did make having a
relationship hard.
“Yes,
Cambrie. When my team needs me, I’m there. No questions. No complaints. That’s
my job. What I was trained for. I know that when I’m activated, it’s because my
special skills are needed somewhere and fast.”
“What’s your
specialty?” Her genuine interest pleased him more than he wanted to admit.
“Scoping out
enemy territory to locate known perpetrators.”
She watched
him for all of two seconds until that little temper she kept well in check
reared its beautiful head. “Do you take me as some lame female, Miller? What
kind of friggin’ answer was that?” She jumped up, mimicked his words while
getting two slices of pizza from the counter. Coming back to the table, she
placed a slice on his plate before sitting again. When she caught him staring,
she asked, “What?”
“You’re
beautiful even when you’re chewing my ass out. But I don’t know if you have the
right to do that yet, since we’ve only been with each other for like eight
hours or so.” Teasing her probably wasn’t in his best interest since he hadn’t
really gauged that adorable temper, but he’d never been accused of being overly
smart.
“Seriously,
Miller. Your answer translates into ‘I hunt down the bastards that no one else
can catch and make them regret ever meeting me.’ Am I close?” She took a bite
of the pizza and watched him with a very cocky look.
He stared in
shock. No one had ever pegged him down so well, describing him to the letter.
How did she do that? “You’re
kiss, he stared at her. “Does that answer your question?”
She licked
her lips, the simple act stirring jealousy in his cock that those lips weren’t
around the throbbing hard-on. “Um, no. I don’t think I quite have the answer.
Maybe you’d better kiss me again just to be sure.”
He laughed,
not remembering when he had ever enjoyed a woman’s company more than now,
standing in Cambrie’s simple kitchen with her sexy body begging to be
dominated. The microwave chose that moment to ding. “We eat fast. Then I have
many plans for you in the bedroom.”
He prayed she
enjoyed the sex toys. Christ, since they opened the box, his imagination had
run wild with vivid images of how they’d use each one. He knew he’d start with
the paddle. That was Cambrie’s choice, so who was he not to oblige the lady?
“Do you now?
Does that mean you don’t want to catch some sleep?” Her teasing tone was just
as arousing as the way her hard nipples dented the thin cotton T-shirt she had
professed as her favorite nightshirt.
“Oh, I
promise we’ll get sleep, darling,” he said, biting into the hot pizza. “But
first I plan to exhaust you.”
“I like how
you think,” she offered before taking her own bite of pizza.
They sat at
her small, round kitchen table sipping iced tea and devouring the pizza. She
had obviously worked up an appetite like he had by the way she dug in heartily.
Wiping her
mouth with a napkin, Cambrie sipped her drink and spoke. “So, Miller, are you
on vacation or something? You had mentioned getting leave after your assignment
was done. Does that happen after each assignment?”
Miller didn’t
want to think about having to leave her now that he had finally found her.
Dreaming of her nightly was one thing. But now that he had held her, well, that
changed everything. His job was his job, but now he had to figure out where or
how Cambrie would fit into his life.
“Technically,
I’m on a mini vacation. I begged for a few days leave once we completed our
last mission. But I’m still on call.”
Her hand
wavered between the table and her mouth, holding the pizza. This time her pout
broke his heart. “You mean you could be called away at any time?”
And there it
was. The nature of the military life. Something civilians had a hard time
grasping-the need to move at a moment’s notice, leave loved ones behind for God
knew how long, to endure what most could not. It sure did make having a
relationship hard.
“Yes,
Cambrie. When my team needs me, I’m there. No questions. No complaints. That’s
my job. What I was trained for. I know that when I’m activated, it’s because my
special skills are needed somewhere and fast.”
“What’s your
specialty?” Her genuine interest pleased him more than he wanted to admit.
“Scoping out
enemy territory to locate known perpetrators.”
She watched
him for all of two seconds until that little temper she kept well in check
reared its beautiful head. “Do you take me as some lame female, Miller? What
kind of friggin’ answer was that?” She jumped up, mimicked his words while
getting two slices of pizza from the counter. Coming back to the table, she
placed a slice on his plate before sitting again. When she caught him staring,
she asked, “What?”
“You’re
beautiful even when you’re chewing my ass out. But I don’t know if you have the
right to do that yet, since we’ve only been with each other for like eight
hours or so.” Teasing her probably wasn’t in his best interest since he hadn’t
really gauged that adorable temper, but he’d never been accused of being overly
smart.
“Seriously,
Miller. Your answer translates into ‘I hunt down the bastards that no one else
can catch and make them regret ever meeting me.’ Am I close?” She took a bite
of the pizza and watched him with a very cocky look.
He stared in
shock. No one had ever pegged him down so well, describing him to the letter.
How did she do that? “You’re
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