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RESCUED BY A SEAL

HE’LL STAND UP TO HERex and steal her heart...

Navy SEAL Mason “Riptide” Ryan has been flirting with the gorgeous waitress he met at Anchors for months.The petite brunette is shy, sweet, and sexy-as-hell—exactly the type of woman he wants.Mason’s ready to convince her he’s playing for keeps if she’ll take a risk and give him her heart.

Taylor Reynolds knows a good thing when she sees it—and the handsome, sexy, and flirty Navy SEAL meets all the marks.His strength and confidence leave her flushing every time he’s near, and she’d be willing to give him a shot if her controlling ex-boyfriend didn’t keep showing up at her door.

When her ex decides he’s not willing to let Taylor go without a fight, Mason is the only man who can rescue her.But will the assertive Navy SEAL be able to convince Taylor that their relationship is worth fighting for, too?

RESCUED BY A SEAL, a standalone novel, is book eleven in the sizzling Alpha SEALs series.

Chapter 1

MASON “RIPTIDE” RYANjumped and shot the basketball from the three-point line, listening to the “swoosh” of the ball as it sunk into the net after sailing through the air.He smoothly landed back on the blacktop and swiped his brow with his forearm.

Nothing like an outside game of hoops on a gorgeous evening, the salty ocean air from a few blocks away blowing around them.

“Whoo-hoo, sailor!”a woman from a group hanging outside the fence of the basketball court shouted.“You can sink into me anytime!”

“Becky!”her friend admonished, shushing her.

Mason smirked as the two women walked away, sashaying in their skimpy shorts and tank tops.He and his teammates were playing on a court at the edge of base, where some of the local women were known to congregate in hopes of catching a glimpse of the Navy SEALs.

And vice versa.

Nothing wrong with playing ball with his buddies while he had a few attractive women cheering them on.

He watched the hips of the woman who’d shouted at him temptingly sway back and forth as she and her friend moved toward a row of men jogging around the perimeter, pausing to smile and wave at the young recruits.

Her short shorts barely covered her ass.

Hell.

Those type of women didn’t seem to care whose bed they ended up in—as long as it was the bed of a military man.

He’d been all about those types in his younger days but just didn’t find them as tempting lately.

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