Secure Target (Elite Operators)
“They lay tangled together in the rumpled bed, slightly propped up on pillows. Lacey’s cheek was pressed against Bronnik’s collarbone, her arm stretched across the flat surface of his stomach. He rested his chin on the top of her head, idly smoothing her hair with one hand, drinking in her sweet berries-and-vanilla scent.
“I’ve never had someone from Africa in my bed before,” she murmured, her lips curling with a hint of a smile.
“I don’t want to hear about anyone who’s been in your bed before,”... he informed her, and meant it. The thought of another man’s hands grazing the slim, soft body that had encased and inflamed him only minutes earlier made his jaw tighten with a searing, possessive anger.
“That’s fair. I can’t say I’m all that eager to hear about your past relationships either.”
He smiled to himself over her head. He would hardly describe his occasional, typically one-off sexual forays as “relationships”.
“All that stuff over there—” He gestured to the cluttered sewing table in the corner.MoreLess
“I’ve never had someone from Africa in my bed before,” she murmured, her lips curling with a hint of a smile.
“I don’t want to hear about anyone who’s been in your bed before,”... he informed her, and meant it. The thought of another man’s hands grazing the slim, soft body that had encased and inflamed him only minutes earlier made his jaw tighten with a searing, possessive anger.
“That’s fair. I can’t say I’m all that eager to hear about your past relationships either.”
He smiled to himself over her head. He would hardly describe his occasional, typically one-off sexual forays as “relationships”.
“All that stuff over there—” He gestured to the cluttered sewing table in the corner.MoreLess
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