Page 105 of SEAL Summer Escape

“I worry about you working late hours,” he said, briefly nuzzling the top of her head.“You’re a beautiful woman.And around all those drunk guys late at night?I don’t like it.”

“Yeah.I imagine Mason worries about Taylor, too.That’s the nature of the job when you work as a waitress or bartender.I wouldn’t be happy in a nine-to-five job.I’m a night owl, so it suits me.”

“I can’t imagine there’s ever a dull moment,” he said.

“Nope.And I don’t even have to jump out of airplanes.”

He chuckled, his deep laugh filling the air.The rain continued to fall from the sky, but sitting beneath the palm trees in Noah’s arms, Bailey felt safe.Secure.In their own little world.Part of her was terrified that it would be days, weeks, before they were found.But another part of her knew she wouldn’t want to be stranded on a deserted island with anyone other than him.

Chapter 12

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NOAH SHIFTED IN HISsleep, his arms tightening around Bailey.Somehow after waiting out the storm and finishing off the MREs stashed in his bag, they’d fallen asleep together under the palm trees, Bailey tucked securely in his arms.

Something felt damn right about holding her close.Keeping her safe.

She’d tugged his Navy sweatshirt back on over her shirt, but her bare legs were twined together with his.And all that soft, smooth skin against his own nearly made him come undone.

His erection was pressing against her ass, and she stirred slightly, unconsciously pressing her bottom back against him.

Noah stifled a groan.

If they were together, he’d part her legs right now.Trail his fingers up her bare thighs, tug down those denim cutoffs and bikini bottoms, and sink deep inside her wet heat.

She was so small compared to his much larger frame, and she fit against him perfectly, almost as if they were made to be together.Her hair still held the faint scent of coconut, and he inhaled deeply, wishing he could pull her even closer.Wishing they’d spent the night together by choice—not because they were stranded together on an island.

Bailey stirred slightly, nestling even closer to him.“Noah?”she asked sleepily.

“Right here, sunshine.”

“I thought I was dreaming at first.Then I remembered where we were.”She yawned, rubbing her eyes.

“You thought you were dreaming that I was holding you as you slept?”

She laughed quietly, twisting in his arms so that they were facing each other.“Yeah.Is that weird?”

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