SEAL for Her Protection (SEALs of Coronado Book 1) by Paige Tyler Page A

moved. Instead, he leaned forward and kissed her again. That one kiss turned into another, then another. When they finally pulled away and stood up to collect the blanket and their trash, the movie screen was long dark and the park was practically empty. Well, she’d retained her gold star for no sex in public, but she’d come close.
    The thirty-minute drive to her apartment was sweet torture. Sitting close to him but forced to keep her hands to herself in the interest of public safety was maddening. When they got to her apartment building, she practical ran into the elevator with him so they could make out some more on the ride up to the fifth floor. Unfortunately, a nice older couple got on with them, putting that idea on hold.
    Hayley unlocked the door of her apartment then grabbed his hand to lead him inside. But he resisted. She turned to look at him in confusion.
    “You’re not coming in?”
    Chasen reached up to cup her chin and brush his thumb over her lips. “I want to. Man, you don’t know how much. But I have training early in the morning.”
    “So?”
    His mouth edged up. “So I’ll have to get up around three in the morning and I really don’t want to rush our first time together. Or run out on you before I’ve had a chance to enjoy everything I want to do to you.”
    She shivered at the heated look in his eyes. She was ready to let him do anything and everything he had in mind. But as disappointed as she was that Chasen wouldn’t be spending the night with her, she was equally thrilled he thought enough of her and the possibility of their newfound relationship to take his time.
    “I’m not going to lie and say I don’t hate like hell that you can’t stay, but it’s nice to know you’re not a love ’em and leave ’em kind of guy,” she said. “Rain check?”
    He chuckled softly. “Do you even have to ask?”
    Chasen didn’t give her a chance to answer, but instead slid his hand deep in her hair then bent his head and kissed her. Now that they were alone—as alone as they could be in the hallway outside her apartment in the middle of the night—Hayley didn’t need to hold back. Chasen must have thought the same thing because he reached around with one hand to cup her ass, pulling her close even as she slid her hands up the front of his shirt to grasp his shoulders. The bulge in his jeans pressed up against her tummy, making her moan. She was so excited she was about to combust. She and her vibrator were going to spend some quality time together tonight.
    “If I don’t leave now, I’ll still be here kissing you when the rest of the Team reports for training at 0400 tomorrow morning,” he groaned. “What are you doing in the afternoon?”
    “Not much,” she said. “Why?”
    “My senior chief and his wife are having a cookout tomorrow at his house. Want to come with me?”
    She smiled up at him. “You think you’ll be up for it?”
    He lifted a brow and gave her a teasing look. “And what is that supposed to mean?”
    She couldn’t help laughing. Of course, she’d been talking about him being tired, but if he thought she was talking about something else…oh well. “Forget I said anything. I will never doubt your ability to be up for anything. I’d love to go to the cookout with you.”
    He kissed her again. “I’ll pick you up around noon.”
    “Can’t wait.”
    Giving her another quick kiss, he walked down the hall. As he waited for the elevator, he turned and looked at her.
    “Don’t worry about missing the movie at the park. I have Top Gun on DVD and can bring it over sometime for another screening.”
    She smiled. “There was a movie?”
    He laughed and stepped into the elevator. A moment later, the doors closed and he disappeared from sight.
    Hayley stood there staring at the elevator for nearly a minute before going into her apartment. Then she leaned back against the door and closed her eyes, savoring the taste of his lips on hers and replaying the evening in