Delta's Baby Surprise (Special Forces Elite 1)

We were in a small restaurant. Most places in Havenville were quaint and quiet. It was one of the things I liked about the town.

I grinned. “If you’re worried I’m going to spill your secrets, I think you can trust me. I have your blood pressure on file. I’m excellent at confidential information.” I giggled, realizing how light my voice sounded.

“Sounds like you’re trying to put in an application to be a medic.”

I shook my head. “Me? In the military? No way. I like hot showers and my silk pillow case. Oh and I love TV.”

He chuckled. “Can’t say that I’ve had any of those things lately.”

“Are you going to tell me why?” I pressed. “I think it would be good if you had someone in Havenville you trusted.” I looked at him. “I could be that person, Brett. You can trust me.”

He leaned back in his seat. “All right, doc. You’re right. I do trust you. And I don’t trust many people. It’s not easy in my line of work.”

“And that line of work is…” I wanted to know what made him so guarded. What kept him from letting the wall between us fall. What kept him from his home for so long.

“I’m in Special Forces.” His voice was low.

“Holy shit.” I almost choked on my wine.

“Delta Force to be exact. But that’s about all I can say about it. Do you understand what I’m telling you?”

I knew there was an elite group attached to the Army unit close to Havenville at Fort Helix, but I had never met any of the men on the team. The townspeople talked about them as if they were urban legends. Ghosts who circled in and out when they were needed. And one of those ghosts was sitting across from me now.

“What you do is very dangerous, isn’t it?” I asked.

His eyes softened. “It can be. But I’m good at my job. I’m here now, having dinner with a beautiful woman because I’m good at what I do. Because I don’t make mistakes.”

I swallowed hard. His words hit me with sudden force. I didn’t know where it came from, but there was an urgent need to tell him to quit Special Forces. To drop out of the Army. To get as far away from secret and dangerous missions as he could, but that had to be the wine talking. I had only met Brett a few hours ago. Being concerned for his safety as his doctor would make sense. That was slightly logical. But Brett wasn’t my patient. We didn’t have that kind of relationship. He was my date.

Pheromones. I told myself. It’s the damn pheromones controlling everything. They had to be the reason my pulse raced, and my eyes refused to blink. It’s why my voice was high and I couldn’t stop the silly giggling. Yes, there was a medical explanation for everything. Even crazy, life-altering physical attraction. As a doctor, I could trace every physical effect back to its source. But as I looked into Brett’s eyes I had to wonder how much science was a part of this date. Right now it felt like the stars were spinning and my body wasn’t under my control any longer.

Seven

Brett

I stared at her over the candlelight. The flames bouncing off the green in her eyes. When in the hell did this happen? Why was I staring? Why was my cock aching?

This morning I was alone. A Delta determined to get back to the mission. A soldier leaving my family in my cousin’s hands. Now I was staring at this woman, feeling compelled to leave everything behind and take her to bed. Fuck her until the sun came up.

This wasn’t the plan. This had never been the plan. I didn’t want complications. I didn’t want things to get messy. I didn’t want attachments. I never had. But Gretchen was fucking all my plans up.

“Since we’re talking about our deep dark secrets, I have another secret.” I leaned across the table.

“What’s that?” I could see the questions in her eyes.

“I know the best place in Washington to watch falling stars.” It was out of my mouth before I could think about what I was saying.

Her shoulders relaxed. “I thought you were going to tell me something completely different. You like to surprise me, don’t you?”

“I do.” I grinned. “Want to see it?”

She nodded. “Very much.”

I had waited for a lot of things in my life. Hell, I spent years waiting for targets to emerge, so my team could capture them. I’d camouflage myself for hours, even days if I had to. But the thought of waiting another minute before I could get out of this restaurant and be only with Gretchen seemed like an impossible thing to ask me to do.

I didn’t know how many nights I had left in Havenville, but I knew I wanted to spend this one with her.

I paid the check, and ushered her out of the restaurant.