Chapter 36: TYLER

VOLUME TWO: SEAL Team Seven Book 2

She was gone. I sniffed the baby's hair and pretended not to feel anything as the others carried on with life as usual. I wish I knew what the fuck was wrong with me. I can handle life and death situations without batting a lash, and have on more than one occasion, but the whole dance with her was making me twitchy.

I thought I had taken care of that shit long ago. No way-no how, just wasn't in the cards for me. But here lately, my resolve have been shaken more than once. And it was all because of one tiny little slip of a girl-woman.

Even the thought of her made me want, and for a man like me, that want was a bad fucking thing. This last time had been close-too close. She was getting to me in a big way, and there was no telling how long before my dog slipped his leash.

It was for her that I was holding on so tight to my control. The look in her eye that reflected the hunger in mine scared me for her. She had no idea w