In the end it was only because we needed air that I finally released her lips. I stood looking down at her in amazement, because no matter what, I knew I would never let her go. "What are you doing to me lil bit?" Were her eyes really that dreamy or was that too part of my imagination? There was emotion in her eyes too and I wondered for a fleeting moment if maybe that would be the difference between us and them. You see, my dad had been an over possessive prick who couldn't bear to let mom out of his sight. But what made it worst, was that she was a jealous, insecure girl when they met and the two negatives fed off each other. Add to that the fact that mom just never seemed to be in love as much as she stayed around for necessity's sake after I came into the picture. I don't think dad was ever sure of her love and that added to his turmoil, which turned him into the man I knew. A man that I'd heard so many times had been nothing like the monste

I always knew this would happen. That I would meet a man who's just like my dad and lose my damn mind. I didn't know my slut meter would go off the charts though. I also never expected that it would happen this way, with him having to save me after being kidnapped and all. Maybe it was the kidnapping, and coming so close to having my life disrupted in the most horrible way, but I feel freer somehow. Like all my usual inhibitions had been cauterized. I'm not one for jumping into bed with someone I'd just met, but here I am three bouts of amazing intercourse later. And truth be told, I wouldn't mind a fourth, or a fifth. Oh good grief, I've become an addict. Maybe that myth about needing to reaffirm that you're still alive after facing trauma had some truth to it. Because right now, even as I was reassuring the girls that everything was going to be okay, my mind was on him and the way it felt when I was in his arms, in his bed. Oh shit! His bo

"I can't believe you'd do this shit to me bro, that's cold." He didn't pretend not to know what I was talking about. The heat was on for me now and we both knew it. Once the women found out that he'd found his match there's no doubting what they'll do to me. Damn. "Look on the bright side. At the rate the rest of us are falling I give you 'til the end of the week before some filly gets her hooks in you too." He wish. I played along but deep inside I knew that it wasn't in the works for me. I ignored the voice in my head that said 'maybe' and went back to what I was doing. Thorpe had checked out but since he was still an unknown I was doing another deeper intensive search just to be on the safe side. Lo and the others had gone with Mancini and the rest because Lo can never let anyone do his job, or that's the way I'm sure he's looking at it. Quinn was playing it cool but I knew deep down he'd rather be back at his place getting to know his gi

"Don't forget the Macs." The Macmillan one eighty-eight is a long-range lethal weapon that can take out anything in its path no matter how big or small. "And the M14 battle rifles." I called out to Ty and Zak as we entered the weapons room we'd set up in the basement of the mansion. "What do we look like, new fools or some fuck? Get the hell outta here." Zak checked the glock he held in his hand before placing it in the cache with the other weapons he'd already loaded. It was almost disheartening to see that shit on our homeland. Never thought anyone would bring the fight to us. But we're navy, we're always prepared for whatever. "If it isn't bitch made number four." I guess he was taking himself out of the equation. "I'll take that Ty. If this is what it means to be bitch made then I'm all in." "I'm happy for you brother. She looks solid." Zak bumped my fist and went back to what he was doing. "Yeah, but in the stakes of in laws you're

"What the fuck?" Lo looked up as Zak and Cord took off running towards the women. Mancini pulled what looked like a glock from under his jacket. "Get inside." "Hank, domestic soil." Lo warned him. "I don't play by those rules." None of the rest of us moved. The fucker took aim and followed the aircraft as it made a turn. He waited until it was over the water and fired. The explosion was loud as fuck and we knew any minute the whole place would be swarming with cops. "There were two on board came out of Langley." "How do you know that?" I asked Mancini as we headed to my place to get the girls. "My people picked up their Intel while we were inside. The NatSec really needs to do something about their secure broadbands." "I like this fuck, what's that you're carrying there Hanky?" Lyon, who was surprisingly quiet at this turn of events jogged up next to him, trying to get a look at the piece he was carrying. "It's just a littl