naked bodies melding together in a soft glow of
heated passion.
Victoria was getting
quite a show. Fireworks? Try the Sun exploding.
Being an agent she was
used to going up to gorgeous men but this man stood apart in his own
category. Exuding confidence without arrogance, he’d make the
perfect action hero. Unfortunately, she had one rule that she had
broken only once with disastrous results—she didn’t mixed
business with pleasure.
Pleasure. He
hadn’t even touched her, yet her body hummed with anticipation.
Nervous she reverted to work mode. “Have you ever done any modeling
or acting?”
He threw back his head
and laughed.
“I’m an agent,”
she quickly explained. Even if the sound of his laugh caused goosies
to skitter along her body she didn’t like that it was at her
expense.
He leaned in closer.
“Is that the real reason you approached me or is there something
else you want?”
No fancy cologne, just
the smell of man surrounded her and the goosies turned inward and
pooled between her legs.
Want? No. Need? Oh,
yes.
Chapter 2
Navy SEAL Grady O’Flynn
wasn’t often knocked back on his heels but the bombshell in front
of him knocked him back and rocked his world. She reminded him of a
movie starlet from the Forties. All curves and all sass. And those
baby blues? Man, they nearly had him babbling like an infant.
“So what do you do
for a living?”
Amused by her obvious
deflection, he’d decided to let his question go unanswered since he
couldn’t be an open book either. He didn’t want to lie but he
couldn’t reveal who he was or why he was in New York City. “I’m
on extended leave.”
“What does that
mean?”
“I’m between
assignments.” He took a sip of scotch.
“Am I going to have
to waterboard you for information?”
Grady nearly spit out
his drink but recovered quickly with, “There are far more
pleasurable ways to get information.”
“Ooo.”
God, he loved the way
her ruby lips formed an O. He wouldn’t take the thought a step
further and fantasize about what that mouth could do to him. Christ,
he didn’t even know her name. “Like for a kiss I’ll reveal my
name.”
Her mouth curved into a
grin. “A name for name. Even trade.”
Yes, plenty of sass. He
sighed with pretend disappointment. “Grady O’Flynn.”
“Ava Gardner.”
Despite how close they
stood she held out her hand as if they sealed a business deal. He’d
rather seal his lips over hers and watch her eyes flutter shut. So
why was he suddenly reluctant to touch her? Grady’s large hand
closed over her delicate one and a flow of hot energy interchanged
between them like they were connected in some cosmic way. By the way
her eyes widen he’d say she felt it too. The timing couldn’t be
worse but that didn’t stop him from asking, “Want to get some
coffee?”
“Co-ffee?”
He shouldn’t have
asked. This mission might be unsanctioned but to break protocol by
taking an innocent civilian on a stakeout was irresponsible. He
assured himself that another boring night of surveillance laid before
him. Raul had been a model citizen since being admitted to the
States, but Grady knew better. Though it could be weeks until Raul
played his hand. “There’s a diner down the street.”
“Ok.”
He had walked into the
bar for a drink, to act normal if only for a few minutes before
taking his post for the night. Asking her out for coffee came as
natural as breathing and with their hands still clasped he knew he
couldn’t let this woman walk away. She’d provide a good cover in
case Raul was getting suspicious and although he doubted he’d been
made, his neighbors were probably wondering what their nocturnal
neighbor was up to.
As they approached the
diner Raul passed by on the other side of the street on schedule.
With his head down he didn’t spare a glance at the couple. It
seemed all he did was work and sleep. To some that might seem
harmless enough but to Grady it only heightened his
heated passion.
Victoria was getting
quite a show. Fireworks? Try the Sun exploding.
Being an agent she was
used to going up to gorgeous men but this man stood apart in his own
category. Exuding confidence without arrogance, he’d make the
perfect action hero. Unfortunately, she had one rule that she had
broken only once with disastrous results—she didn’t mixed
business with pleasure.
Pleasure. He
hadn’t even touched her, yet her body hummed with anticipation.
Nervous she reverted to work mode. “Have you ever done any modeling
or acting?”
He threw back his head
and laughed.
“I’m an agent,”
she quickly explained. Even if the sound of his laugh caused goosies
to skitter along her body she didn’t like that it was at her
expense.
He leaned in closer.
“Is that the real reason you approached me or is there something
else you want?”
No fancy cologne, just
the smell of man surrounded her and the goosies turned inward and
pooled between her legs.
Want? No. Need? Oh,
yes.
Chapter 2
Navy SEAL Grady O’Flynn
wasn’t often knocked back on his heels but the bombshell in front
of him knocked him back and rocked his world. She reminded him of a
movie starlet from the Forties. All curves and all sass. And those
baby blues? Man, they nearly had him babbling like an infant.
“So what do you do
for a living?”
Amused by her obvious
deflection, he’d decided to let his question go unanswered since he
couldn’t be an open book either. He didn’t want to lie but he
couldn’t reveal who he was or why he was in New York City. “I’m
on extended leave.”
“What does that
mean?”
“I’m between
assignments.” He took a sip of scotch.
“Am I going to have
to waterboard you for information?”
Grady nearly spit out
his drink but recovered quickly with, “There are far more
pleasurable ways to get information.”
“Ooo.”
God, he loved the way
her ruby lips formed an O. He wouldn’t take the thought a step
further and fantasize about what that mouth could do to him. Christ,
he didn’t even know her name. “Like for a kiss I’ll reveal my
name.”
Her mouth curved into a
grin. “A name for name. Even trade.”
Yes, plenty of sass. He
sighed with pretend disappointment. “Grady O’Flynn.”
“Ava Gardner.”
Despite how close they
stood she held out her hand as if they sealed a business deal. He’d
rather seal his lips over hers and watch her eyes flutter shut. So
why was he suddenly reluctant to touch her? Grady’s large hand
closed over her delicate one and a flow of hot energy interchanged
between them like they were connected in some cosmic way. By the way
her eyes widen he’d say she felt it too. The timing couldn’t be
worse but that didn’t stop him from asking, “Want to get some
coffee?”
“Co-ffee?”
He shouldn’t have
asked. This mission might be unsanctioned but to break protocol by
taking an innocent civilian on a stakeout was irresponsible. He
assured himself that another boring night of surveillance laid before
him. Raul had been a model citizen since being admitted to the
States, but Grady knew better. Though it could be weeks until Raul
played his hand. “There’s a diner down the street.”
“Ok.”
He had walked into the
bar for a drink, to act normal if only for a few minutes before
taking his post for the night. Asking her out for coffee came as
natural as breathing and with their hands still clasped he knew he
couldn’t let this woman walk away. She’d provide a good cover in
case Raul was getting suspicious and although he doubted he’d been
made, his neighbors were probably wondering what their nocturnal
neighbor was up to.
As they approached the
diner Raul passed by on the other side of the street on schedule.
With his head down he didn’t spare a glance at the couple. It
seemed all he did was work and sleep. To some that might seem
harmless enough but to Grady it only heightened his
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