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“No. Not happening, big guy. If I get that close to you again, I’ll lose myself in your scent and drown in those blue eyes.” Hailey knew that if she let Jayden get too close, the carefully crafted mask she’d perfected over the years would fall apart. Still, she couldn’t say no, not completely. There was no good reason to deny him a New Year’s kiss. After all, he was a family friend. Hesitantly, she stepped forward and turned her cheek toward him. Jayden closed the small distance between them and gently took her champagne glass out of her hand and put it on the nearest table. “That’s not exactly what I had in mind, beautiful,” he said with a smile, his voice low and casual, even though there was fire in his eyes. Without another word, he took her hand and led her toward the balcony doors at the far end of the room, guiding her outside. Confused, Hailey stopped as he shut the door behind them. They were alone on the corridor and it was freezing. Her dress was a modest black cocktail style with long sleeves, but the hem sat just above her knees, and the cold air immediately swept under it, sending chills through her body. She rubbed her arms, teeth chattering. “What are you doing? Are you insane? It’s freezing out here,” she snapped, trying to stay warm. Without hesitation, he took off his tuxedo jacket and wrapped it around her, pulling her closer by the lapels. “I needed privacy,” he said, voice low and rough. “And I’d be more than happy to warm you up.” Hailey sank into the jacket, still warm from his body. Fuck. He smells like heaven. “Why did we need to come out here?” she asked, still puzzled. “You could’ve just” Before she could finish, Jayden pulled her fully into his arms, jacket and all, and silenced her with his mouth. Her breath caught in her throat as he kissed her, strong and sure. One hand slid into her shoulder-length auburn hair, and the clips holding it back flew away. Her body froze in surprise just long enough for Jayden to take full control of the kiss. He tilted her head, deepened the pressure, and explored her mouth with his tongue so thoroughly it left her gasping. Her body betrayed her, reacting instantly. Her arms looped around his neck as she gave in. Jayden led; she followed swept up in his fierce touch, letting him explore her mouth with bold hunger. And she didn’t just accept it, she reveled in it. This was what she’d secretly wanted from Jayden since her high school graduation the day she’d finally admitted to herself that she was wildly attracted to him. He’d never crossed the line, had never treated her as anything more than a friend. But she had felt the heat between them for years. Unsure whether the desire was mutual, she had kept her distance and avoided meaningful conversations to keep a safe emotional gap. But now? Now, she knew. The hard press of his body told her everything. She didn’t know whether she should celebrate or run away. The passion running through her felt both thrilling and terrifying. In the end, Hailey’s body made the decision for her. Her hormones were all in, cheering wildly. She slid her fingers into his hair and tugged him closer, her mouth fusing more urgently with his. I need to be closer to him. I need this. I need him. She kissed him back without hesitation, letting her tongue move with his. Jayden wasn’t just a fantasy anymore, he was real, and right in front of her. And she let herself sink into the moment, drowning in the sensation of his lips, the feel of his strong arms wrapped around her. He awakened something in her, something she hadn’t felt in a long time. With Jayden, there was no slow burn, he set her on fire. His kiss overwhelmed her with heat, power, and total masculinity. It was all consuming. Eventually, he pulled away, both of them breathing hard. “That’s why I needed privacy,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. His face rested against her hair, and the warmth of his breath on her neck made her tremble. “Watching you from across the room was driving me insane.” Hailey tried to ground herself, to pull away and come back to reality. “Jayden, I” “Don’t,” he interrupted, his voice rough. His arms locked around her. “Don’t tell me you didn’t want that. Or that you don’t want more. Because I know you do.” She couldn’t deny it. Not without lying. And she’d had enough lies in her life. She hadn’t expected her body to react like this but Jayden brought out her wild side. “I did want it,” she admitted. “If I hadn’t, you’d be on the floor right now, screaming in pain after I kneed you in the balls.” And God help me, I want more. But I can’t. I can’t go down this road. She wasn’t the type to give herself over to pure desire without caution. And with Jayden she had a feeling it would never be halfway. He wasn’t the kind of man to do anything halfway. He would want it all. A low, rough laugh rumbled against her ear. “I’m glad to know you haven’t changed much,” he said, clearly amused. Oh, I’ve changed more than you think. “You don’t know me anymore,” she said quietly, pulling back from his warmth reluctantly. He held her by the shoulders, adjusting his jacket around her more tightly. “Maybe not,” he said. “But I want to. I want you. Spend the night with me, Hailey. Let’s go on an adventure, just like when we were kids.” That struck something deep inside her. Their childhood “adventures” were some of her best memories. Most had been simple outings and trips to the candy store, or to get ice cream but Jayden had always made them feel like exciting missions. Even when he was in high school, he’d humored her, playing explorer or pirate just to make her laugh. “I’m not a teenager anymore,” she said, her voice soft and sad. “Believe me,” Jayden murmured darkly, “I know that.” Hailey placed her hands on his strong arms, looking up at him. She searched his face for answers, but in the dim light, all she could see clearly was the lingering hunger in his eyes. “Why?” she asked. “You have women chasing after you every day. Why me? Why now?”He’d obviously heard me, and I knew I’d been screaming loud enough to wake the dead. “I’m sorry. Bad dream,” I told him reassuringly. “I’m fine now.”I could see him at the door, the light from the hallway backlighting his state of disarray. With only a pair of flannel pajama pants on, I could see the ripped muscles of his arms, chest, and stomach. He looked so solid and so strong, yet so endearing. His hair was spiking up in a few places, and he was frowning with concern.“You sure? You sounded like somebody was killing you.”“Debby,” I whispered aloud. “I was dreaming about my sister.”Blake moved into the room and partially closed the door so the light wasn’t blinding me. Then he sat down on the bed, propping himself up against the headboard, and pulled my upper body against his.I took the comforting embrace and laid my head on his shoulder, feeling the scorching heat of his skin against my cheek. “I’m sorry.”“Don’t,” he answered huskily. “I want to be here for you. I know you’re
I placed a finger over her mouth, then bent down and lifted her, surprised by how little she weighed at this moment. The Debby Bennett I knew was short, but she had a figure with curves that were impossible to overlook.Luckily, she appeared aware enough to realize I was assisting her, and she loosely put her arms around my neck as I moved through the camp without creating any noise.I needed to carry her away from the camp, but she was so light that it wasn't exactly difficult. We reached the Jeep, and the two men assigned to the escape path started moving the instant we got inside.Adrenaline rushed through me as we traveled quickly toward the border, Debby shaking in my arms during the whole trip.She stayed quiet.She stayed still.All she did was hold onto me as we hurried toward the border.I wasn't certain if she was too exhausted or too frightened to do anything, but I was thankful for her quietness. All I wanted was to get her into a helicopter and leave the area as fast as p
BLAKE She shot me a playful look over her shoulder. She knew exactly what I was thinking. "Sometimes I do in the beginning, but it eventually works." I laughed as I followed her, still nearly drunk from the light floral scent she left behind as she moved past me. I followed her because I couldn't help myself. "So you don't have a big house in California?" She shook her head as she moved across the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. "I have a condo. There was no point in getting a big house. I'm never home." I knew well that Sophia was wealthy. Her parents had been as rich as mine. "What happened to the rich girl who used to overspend on her parents' credit cards?" "She got cured of most of her selfishness by spending a little time with the homeless," Sophia answered directly. "Now I buy for my needs instead of to impress other people." I knew all of the things she'd learned from her brief period of homelessness had stuck with her. Sophia did more good for people who needed
BLAKEMoving away from a very needy, passionate Sophia was probably the hardest thing I had ever done.Still, I had forced myself away from the woman I wanted more than I had ever wanted anything or anyone in my entire life, and moved across the room. I was sitting on the corner of the desk, my hands clenched and my eyes turned away from her tempting shape sprawled out on the small sofa of my office.It can't happen like this. I can't fuck her when she's vulnerable.And truly, I did want to strip her naked and take her on the desk, on the floor, up against the wall...it didn't matter where or how it happened. As long as it was hot, fast, and intense.I needed to claim the woman I had waited the last twelve years to be with again.Maybe I hadn't admitted it to myself consciously, but something buried deep inside me knew that nobody except Sophia would ever be the woman I wanted.Had I come close to fucking other women? Yes.Had I gone through with it? No.Using another female wouldn't
"I've called in every favor I'm owed in Washington, and I've asked every friend I have there to help."More tears leaked from my eyes as I told him in an unsteady voice, "Thank you."What else could I say to a man who was using every resource he had to try to get my sister out of a hostile area alive?"Not a big deal," he dismissed. "Your sister rescued three American kids.""Debby would never consider herself a hero. Didn't you hear her say not to release any of the prisoners we're holding?""I heard her. Does she speak any foreign languages? Any chance she understands what they're saying?"I nodded. "She understands them. There's very few languages she can't speak, and she spends a lot of time in the Middle East.""Wow," Blake cursed. "Then she has to believe that they aren't going to let her leave there alive.""That's what I'm afraid of right now," I confessed breathlessly.I was so nervous I nearly jumped off the couch as Blake's cell phone rang. I sat up and moved away from him
Rushing over to where he sat, I noticed the video player on the computer screen, but the image had been paused."My brothers tried to warn me the same way. They've already watched it. I have to see it," I begged, placing my hand on his shoulder."She looks like she's been hurt, Sophia. You need to prepare yourself for the fact that she isn't being treated well.""Show me, Blake. I'm not a child. I want to see my sister," I told him firmly.Maybe it would be a shock, but I wasn't hiding from reality.He clicked the play button on the video, starting it.The picture was unclear, and I couldn't understand the language being spoken over the footage, but I focused on my sister intently, ignoring the foreign words to look at Debby as Blake expanded the image to fill the screen.Her face was bruised and swollen, and her long, beautiful hair that she complained about so often had been cut so short that the unseen kidnapper could barely get a grip on it to force her head toward the camera.The
She shook her head but started talking anyway. “Natalie thinks I have post-traumatic stress.” Zane raised an eyebrow. “What do you think?” He didn’t know much about mental health, but he was willing to bet that most people who went through what Ellie had would show signs of post-traumatic stress.
“I have to cut my hair,” she murmured. “It’s damaged, and to get it healthy again I have to cut most of it off.” What had taken her years to grow long and healthy would be gone in minutes. Zane looked confused. “Then just cut it. It will grow back.” “It’s the only thing I’ve ever liked about how
“Believe me, I need you,” Zane said honestly, a double meaning in his words, his body reacting just from sitting across from her at the fucking kitchen table. He admitted he wanted her, but not in a way he could tell Ellie. “Will you let me pay you back from my paycheck for the car and other th
ZANE How many days had he been searching? One day had blended into the next, and Zane had been so focused on his mission that he hadn’t done anything else except drink water so he wouldn’t pass out. He was glad he had bought the new SUV a month or two ago. It was snowing heavily at this high a







