Page 52 of SEAL's Sunshine
“Who’s going to take us back to the apartment. We seem to always be without transportation.”
“We’ll take you.”
“Or we can, we bought you here,” Jake answered. Miranda hoped he’d pick Rafe so she could talk to Meghan and find out what Chrissy said.
“Thanks, Jake, but I think we’ll go with Rafe. It looks like the women want to talk.” She could have kissed him for reading her thoughts, but she’d save it for later when they were alone.
* * *
This had becomea colossal shit show and Cam didn’t like it. Yes, Jake was right, and they needed to give Tex a chance to dig up the information, or at least find a link back to Azfaar. If that didn’t happen, it wouldn’t matter how many of them they took out, they’d just keep coming.
The women whispered to each other during the short ride from the bar to the apartment building. When they pulled up in front of the building, he, Halo, and Rafe checked for threats before he helped Miranda from the back seat.
“Thanks for the ride.”
“Call me later,” Meghan said as she hugged Miranda then hopped into the passenger seat.
Halo led the way into the building as usual, always on alert. Cam couldn’t have asked for a better partner to help keep Miranda safe, even though they hadn’t been doing such a great job.
Back in the apartment, he braced himself for a battery of questions, but none came. Instead, Miranda went into the kitchen and made a pot of coffee.
“Won’t it keep you up all night?”
“Huh?”
“The coffee. Can you sleep after drinking this late? It’s after eight.”
“It won’t bother me. I think I’m immune to it.”
“I’m gonna grab a shower, be right back.”
“Okay,” she said but sounded distracted. What was she thinking about, or maybe what was she planning would be the better question?
Cam had just finished soaping up when the bathroom door opened. Normally, he’d have pulled back the curtain and reached for the gun, but he knew who it was. “Miranda? Everything okay?”
“It might have been Halo.”
“Last I checked he didn’t have opposable thumbs and can’t use a doorknob.”
“True,” she answered as she pulled back the curtain. “Mind if I join you?” That she needed to ask when all she had to do was look down at his hard-on, amazed him. He’d reacted instantly to the sight of her naked body in the steamy mist like some kind of forest nymph.
“Are you kidding? Anytime, fuck, every time.” She giggled. It was a perfect mixture of sweet and sexy, and it drove him crazy.
Not bothering to rinse the soap off, he pulled the shower head down and held it over her. Watching her move under the water was extremely erotic. He couldn’t wait to get his hands on her. Putting the shower head back, he grabbed the shampoo.
“Do you mind?”
“Not at all,” her voice was deeper, huskier and caused his throbbing dick to twitch even more. She was going to be the death of him.
Pouring shampoo onto her head, he massaged it into her hair until it was a mass of suds.
“I think you’d better let me rinse that out or we’ll be here for hours.”
“Would that be so bad?”
“No, as long as the hot water lasts.” Cam chuckled, he planned to have her so distracted she wouldn’t notice the water temperature. After she rinsed her hair, he grabbed the soap and got to touch her body at last.
Rubbing the bar between his hands, he started at her neck and worked his way down, until he’d covered every inch of her in soap. Then grabbed the shower head, and rinsed her off, following the same path.
