Holding Out For A Hero: SEALs, Soldiers, Spies, Cops, FBI Agents and Rangers by Tawny Weber, Opal Carew, Sharon Hamilton, Lisa Hughey, Denise A. Agnew, Caridad Pineiro, Gennita Low, Karen Fenech Page A
Authors: Tawny Weber, Opal Carew, Sharon Hamilton, Lisa Hughey, Denise A. Agnew, Caridad Pineiro, Gennita Low, Karen Fenech
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said, “You feel just right.”
Despite her comment, he shifted them so that they were face-to-face again, still joined until he eventually slipped out of her.
By then her long, regular breaths and the lax weight of her body confirmed that she was finally getting some rest.
He joined her, allowing himself to drift off until the first rays of light warmed his back and cast shadows along the opposite wall of the room.
She was still tucked against him, sheltered by his body against the sunlight.
He hated waking her, but nature called and he wanted to surprise her with breakfast in bed. Maybe take her up on that bath she had mentioned earlier.
Easing from her side, she flopped onto her back, still asleep, and he hurried from the room.
Embrace The Night: Chapter Ten
The enticing aroma of bacon awakened her and surprise settled in as she sat up in bed.
She had slept. A very real, deep, and peaceful sleep.
But she didn’t have time to ponder it farther as he sauntered into the bedroom carrying a tray covered with plates of food and mugs of coffee.
Her stomach grumbled noisily with hunger and she laid her hand on her midsection as embarrassed heat rushed to her face.
“Sorry, I’m hungry and that smells delicious.”
He grinned and placed the tray across her lap. Bent and dropped a quick kiss on her lips.
“I like a woman who’s not afraid to admit to what she wants.”
“I want some of those pancakes and the eggs and the bacon and the pork roll and good God, how many people did you plan on feeding?” she teased and grabbed a fork.
“I’m a growing boy and I’m very hungry,” he said and from the heat in his gaze it was obvious he was hungry for more than food.
“Eat up. We wouldn’t want you too weak for what I’ve got planned for you later.”
He forked up a big bite of pancakes, but paused with the syrupy mess in mid-air. “Just what did you have in mind?” he asked just as a big drop of syrup fell off the pancake and onto his chest.
She smiled, leaned forward, and licked the syrup off his skin. It was a tasty mix of maple sweetness and skin saltiness. Her lick dragged a rough inhalation from him and her smile broadened.
“I think I promised you a bath for starters, but if you don’t mind, I need your help with something else first.”
He narrowed his gaze and considered her, chewing on his food thoughtfully. “Sure. Whatever you’d like.”
She grabbed the mug of coffee and held it in her hands to keep them from shaking. What she was asking seemed simple, but it wasn’t. It meant she might be finally be taking yet another step toward being whole.
“I could use some help with those boxes downstairs. It’s long past time I put that stuff somewhere,” she said.
His gaze widened with surprise. “Are you sure?”
Am I ? she thought for a fleeting moment before answering. “We said we wanted this to be about more than just last night. To do that, I need to put the past behind me and take another step toward the future.”
“Another step?” he asked, his gaze skipping over her features, trying to understand her statement.
She smiled tenderly and cradled his jaw. “ You were the first step, Zack. Being with you has shown me what I was missing thanks to my fear and indecision.”
He covered her hand and twined his fingers with hers. “The feeling is mutual, Samantha. You weren’t the only one who was afraid of that first step. Together we are stronger.”
Leaning forward, she danced a kiss across his lips and whispered, “Together. I like the sound of that.”
“So do I. Breakfast can wait, don’t you think?”
She answered him with a kiss that left no doubt about what the future might hold for them.
Together they would embrace everything in life that their one night of courage had made possible.
—The End—
NASHVILLE SEAL
by Sharon Hamilton
Nashville Seal: Chapter One
The bright stage lights
Despite her comment, he shifted them so that they were face-to-face again, still joined until he eventually slipped out of her.
By then her long, regular breaths and the lax weight of her body confirmed that she was finally getting some rest.
He joined her, allowing himself to drift off until the first rays of light warmed his back and cast shadows along the opposite wall of the room.
She was still tucked against him, sheltered by his body against the sunlight.
He hated waking her, but nature called and he wanted to surprise her with breakfast in bed. Maybe take her up on that bath she had mentioned earlier.
Easing from her side, she flopped onto her back, still asleep, and he hurried from the room.
Embrace The Night: Chapter Ten
The enticing aroma of bacon awakened her and surprise settled in as she sat up in bed.
She had slept. A very real, deep, and peaceful sleep.
But she didn’t have time to ponder it farther as he sauntered into the bedroom carrying a tray covered with plates of food and mugs of coffee.
Her stomach grumbled noisily with hunger and she laid her hand on her midsection as embarrassed heat rushed to her face.
“Sorry, I’m hungry and that smells delicious.”
He grinned and placed the tray across her lap. Bent and dropped a quick kiss on her lips.
“I like a woman who’s not afraid to admit to what she wants.”
“I want some of those pancakes and the eggs and the bacon and the pork roll and good God, how many people did you plan on feeding?” she teased and grabbed a fork.
“I’m a growing boy and I’m very hungry,” he said and from the heat in his gaze it was obvious he was hungry for more than food.
“Eat up. We wouldn’t want you too weak for what I’ve got planned for you later.”
He forked up a big bite of pancakes, but paused with the syrupy mess in mid-air. “Just what did you have in mind?” he asked just as a big drop of syrup fell off the pancake and onto his chest.
She smiled, leaned forward, and licked the syrup off his skin. It was a tasty mix of maple sweetness and skin saltiness. Her lick dragged a rough inhalation from him and her smile broadened.
“I think I promised you a bath for starters, but if you don’t mind, I need your help with something else first.”
He narrowed his gaze and considered her, chewing on his food thoughtfully. “Sure. Whatever you’d like.”
She grabbed the mug of coffee and held it in her hands to keep them from shaking. What she was asking seemed simple, but it wasn’t. It meant she might be finally be taking yet another step toward being whole.
“I could use some help with those boxes downstairs. It’s long past time I put that stuff somewhere,” she said.
His gaze widened with surprise. “Are you sure?”
Am I ? she thought for a fleeting moment before answering. “We said we wanted this to be about more than just last night. To do that, I need to put the past behind me and take another step toward the future.”
“Another step?” he asked, his gaze skipping over her features, trying to understand her statement.
She smiled tenderly and cradled his jaw. “ You were the first step, Zack. Being with you has shown me what I was missing thanks to my fear and indecision.”
He covered her hand and twined his fingers with hers. “The feeling is mutual, Samantha. You weren’t the only one who was afraid of that first step. Together we are stronger.”
Leaning forward, she danced a kiss across his lips and whispered, “Together. I like the sound of that.”
“So do I. Breakfast can wait, don’t you think?”
She answered him with a kiss that left no doubt about what the future might hold for them.
Together they would embrace everything in life that their one night of courage had made possible.
—The End—
NASHVILLE SEAL
by Sharon Hamilton
Nashville Seal: Chapter One
The bright stage lights
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