Page 27 of SEAL's Providence
“I don’t know what’s going on in that beautiful brain of yours. I don’t think I’d like to know either. But if you think you’re not worth every moment ofmy time, you’re terribly wrong. You deserve to be spoiled.”
“I don’t know what to say.”
“You don’t have to say anything, sweetheart. Just eat. Relax. No passing out on my watch.”
Providence smiled and shook her head. Tony leaned closer and tucked strands of her hair behind her ear that had escaped from her bun in the breeze.
Her cheeks heated seeing the passion in his gaze.
“Eat.”
She moaned around her first bite as the sharp flavor of the cheese and horseradish and the almost sweet flavor of the tomatoes exploded on her tongue. “Mmm. This is so good.”
“I’m glad you like it. But I wish it was my kisses making you moan.”
Her cheeks heated from embarrassment. Trying to hide, she turned to gaze at the ocean. The last thing she wanted him to see was how much she wanted to kiss him, a proper kiss, not the brief taste he’d given her Saturday night.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to embarrass you. I’ll do better.”
“You’re fine, no, better than fine. I love that you did this for me. I just feel awkward, like I don’tknow what to do or say. Give me an operating room on a ship, or a bunch of puking sailors and I’m all over it. Intimacy is hard.”
“There’s no rush. I meant what I said, but I can’t help my attraction to you, my desire for you.”
Providence’s breath caught in her throat. No one had ever spoken to her like this. If Tempest hadn’t promised he was a good guy, she’d think he was after something. Not that she had anything to offer. And damn, the man was gorgeous. He could have anyone.
“Whatever you’re thinking. Just stop. I told you I was interested, and you agreed to give us a chance, right?”
“Yes, and I’m not changing my mind.” She put her lunch aside and reached for him. She didn’t understand why he wanted her, but why not enjoy it until he changed his mind?
His blue eyes flared with heat as she moved to her knees and pulled him closer for a kiss. She slid her hand over his cheek and inhaled his scent. The hint of spice surrounded by fresh ocean air was enticing. When her lips met his, heat raced to her core. Then he cupped her face in his hands and deepened the kiss, sending her pulse rate sky high.
Her lips parted, and his tongue slid inside, rubbing against hers. She grabbed his biceps to pullhim closer. When he broke the kiss so they could catch their breath, she groaned. Wanting more, so much more.
“You take my breath away.”
Providence smiled shyly. “You do the same to me.” Sliding further away, she sat down and picked up her plate. Even if it was the last thing she wanted. Spending the afternoon kissing him as the tide rolled in sounded like perfection. But they had obligations. As her stomach growled, they laughed. Time to be an adult.
“I know we have to get back to work, but trust me, I’d love to stay here and kiss you until you can’t think straight.”
“I don’t think it would take much effort. I’m halfway there already. But you’re right, we need to finish up and head back. I’m sure I’ve got a ton of patients waiting, and if not, there’s enough paperwork to keep me busy until next month.”
“And I’ve got briefings all afternoon. It sucks being responsible, doesn’t it?” He grinned.
“Yeah it does.”
“Speaking of that. I know you and Tempest, scratch that, all of you are up to something. I heard enough to make me worry it might be dangerous. Want to tell me what’s going on?”
Providence swallowed. The delicious sandwichturned to sawdust in her mouth. He must have overheard at least part of her conversation with Tempest.
“We’ll be fine. It’s not a big deal. Just working on saving some flowers.” Not sure how much he knew, she hoped her explanation would be enough.
“Nice try. But you don’t need to use a GPS tracker on flowers. I’ve run enough missions to see the signs.”
“It really doesn’t concern you. Besides, it could be a problem for your career.”
“Just mine? What about yours? Or Tempest’s?”
Fuck a duck. Even as she shook her head in denial, she knew he was right. It didn’t mean she wanted to tell him, either. Only walking away right now could stop her confession and even thinking about doing that made her heart ache.
