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STRANDED WITH A SEAL

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BEING STRANDED ON Adesert island with a Navy SEAL could be worse...

Navy SEAL Noah “Viper” Miller is deadly on the battlefield and even more dangerous in bed.He’s lusted after blonde bartender Bailey Franklin since the first time he saw her and isn’t used to a woman turning him down.

Bailey’s long blonde hair, wicked sense of humor, and dangerous curves haunt his dreams.

But just because he can kill an enemy with his bare hands doesn’t mean he’s a match for the feisty bartender.

Bailey Franklin has been attracted to Noah since the first time he sauntered into her bar.Cocky and flirtatious, he has heat coursing through her any time he’s near.

When a relaxing afternoon at sea ends up with the boat capsizing during a sudden storm, Noah comes to her rescue.

But getting safely to shore is only the beginning.

They're stranded together on a remote island, desperate and alone.Noah's ready to put his SEAL training and survival instincts to good use...but will he be able to convince her to give him a chance as well?

Stranded with a SEAL, a standalone novel, is book twelve in the addictive Alpha SEALs series.

Chapter 1

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BAILEY FRANKLIN FLIPPEDher blonde hair over her shoulder, turning to grab a bottle of whiskey from the shelf behind the bar.In her hot pink tank top, snug jeans, and trendy sneakers, she was in her element tonight, serving drink after drink to the patrons at the crowded bar along the Virginia Beach oceanfront.

A slight breeze blew in from the open door leading onto the deck overlooking the beach, and she snuck a quick glance out, seeing the moon beginning to rise in the evening sky.

Although it was cool outside, heat lamps were set up around the deck, interspersed with a few fire pits.Couples were cozied up together, the alcohol was flowing, and groups of friends were laughing and having a good time.

“Shots for everyone!”a young guy seated on a barstool called out.“My buddy’s getting married tomorrow!”

“Hoorah!”a few men shouted, followed by the whoops and hollers of other patrons.

“Married?”a drunk guy called out from across the bar.“More like pussy-whipped!”

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