Page 25 of Loved by a SEAL

As the song ended and another came one, she bounced over to him, huge smile on her face.

“You’re missing out, Captain.”

He raised an eyebrow. “I had a good show.”

Sarah smirked, and the guy Morgan was with reappeared from wherever he’d gone, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Sarah introduced the two of them, and Ryan’s gaze swept over the guy’s sunburned skin. He wondered what happened to the other two clowns this guy had been with last night and why the hell Sarah’s friend wanted to spend any time with him.

“I’ve got a hotel room down the street—I’d love some company later on,” he said, loud enough for all of them to hear.

Morgan smiled but shook her head. “Sorry, I’m not going back to your hotel with you.”

He looked toward Ryan and shrugged. “A man’s gotta try, right?”

Ryan cleared his throat.

“No pressure. But if you change your mind later, the offer still stands.”

Morgan and Sarah exchanged a glance. “Let’s go for a walk on the beach,” Morgan said. “You guys want to come too, right?”

“Yes,” Sarah agreed. “I have to drive back to Norfolk tomorrow—I need as much beach time as I can get.”

“Why don’t you just move here?” Ryan asked as they headed back toward the door. Hell. What was he saying? He needed to see less of her, not more.

“That’s what I keep telling her,” Morgan said. “You’ve got to, Sarah. Think of how much fun we’d have.”

“I can only imagine,” Ryan said. Those two together every weekend would spell trouble for every man in town. He ground his jaw at the thought. What was he worried about? She’d go back to Norfolk tomorrow; he’d see her whenever he saw her next.

Same as always.

Why did that thought sound so damn depressing?

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