Page 81 of Honk if You Love Real Men (Tempting SEALs 1)

“What?”

“I have to know. For two months I’ve been wondering if I got you pregnant that day by the creek. It has been driving me nuts thinking that I was a world away and you were here, pregnant with my baby.”

The pain on his face devastated Win.

“Vincent—”

“I asked you on the phone when we talked, but I don’t think you heard me. You said, ‘Yes, uh huh,’ like I’d asked you about the fucking weather! I’ve been a crazy man.”

“Oh, Mac! I couldn’t hear you! I’m sorry!” She frowned at him. “You came all the way to New York to get your answer?”

He ran a hand through his wet hair and shook some of the rain from his fingertips. “I came here to see you and to watch you answer my question.”

“Come here, Vincent. Come with me.”

She led him by the hand to her bed, got a clean towel from the linen closet and dried his hair, She felt the exhaustion pour off him in waves. There were black circles under his beautiful dark eyes. She fluffed the pillows under his head, straightened his legs, then untied his boots and took off his socks.

She climbed up on top of him, and stretched out along the length of his body. She turned her head to rest her cheek on his chest.

“I’m not pregnant, Mac. If this were a script, I’d be pregnant and you’d be thrilled and you’d tell me you love me and you’d never leave me.” She felt a shudder move through his body, and she didn’t know if it was relief or disappointment. Maybe he’d never tell her which it had been.

“Is that what you wanted?” he asked.

“I don’t know what I want. But it would have been easy to make up my mind if I was pregnant, you know? The decision would have been made for me—I’d be a mother and I’d always have a reason to bump into you.”

He laughed, tightening his hold on her. “I love you, Win.”

She smiled to herself. She already knew that. Both she and Carly had seen him drop the L-bomb as the limo drove off that day. They’d given each other high fives the whole way back to Manhattan.

“I love you too, Vincent.”

“I’m not sure what comes next, though.”

Win pushed up on her hands and smiled down at him. Her real-life hero was battered and bruised and needed sleep. He needed her. It was obvious. And she’d never felt more inspired in her life.

“How about we wing it, Mac?” She kissed him on his stubbled chin. “I have a suspicion that whatever we do, it’ll be better than anything I could have imagined. And that’s saying something.”

He chuckled softly. Then Vincent closed his eyes and let the smile on his lips soften as he fell to sleep.

Reno’s Chance

Lora Leigh

Prologue

It wasn’t a party she wanted to go to, but Raven had promi

sed her best friend Morganna that she would be there. Being there meant she would, of course, run into Reno.

Reno, with the softest gray eyes she had ever seen, the most luscious buff body God had ever given a man. As she left the bathroom, her body washed, scrubbed, lotioned, and perfumed, she assured herself it wasn’t for Reno.

But she knew better.

Her body knew better.

She wanted to come up with an excuse to stay home, but she knew she wouldn’t. It had been weeks since she had seen him and she missed him.

They were friends, she told herself. She was allowed to miss him. It didn’t mean anything. Just because her heart hammered in her chest at the thought of seeing him, her breasts became swollen, her nipples hard and tight, it didn’t mean anything except he could turn her on.

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