To Dare A SEAL (Sin City SEALs 2)

“You did it,” she whispered against his T-shirt. “You stayed alive.”

And he’d come back to her. He’d kept his promise.

“We did a helluva lot better than that,” he said, running one hand through her hair while the other pressed against her back as if he needed to keep her close. “We pulled out three American hostages. Aid workers kidnapped in Iraq.”

“Wait.” She looked up at him. “You’re not allowed to tell me.”

“You’ll hear about it on the news tonight.” He lowered his lips to hers and stole a quick kiss. “Maybe tomorrow. They won’t identify my team by name. But the reports will mention SEALs. They’ll probably talk about how one of the team—Dante—got hurt during the rescue. He’ll be all right. Just sidelined while he heals.”

And just like that it was over. He was here, in her arms. Three hostages had a chance at a future because of him. And Jack was here. In her bar…

“Don’t move,” she ordered, pulling free from his arms.

He laughed. “I’m not going anywhere.”

He followed her to the bar, waiting on the customers’ side as she slipped behind it and retrieved her bag. She opened it and riffled through the file folder she carried with her everywhere until she found the piece of paper she was looking for. She scanned the words, confirming that this was the correct fantasy.

Black silk ties…the stainless steel table…her arms bound…

She stood, reached across the bar, and handed him the very first letter he’d sent her—a written account of their first bedtime story from the motel on the way to her sister’s wedding.

“I’m ready, Jack. Take me into the back room and tie me up.”

“Natalie,” he said as heat and desire eclipsed all other emotions in his blue eyes.

“Take me. I’m ready. I trust you. Completely, I swear. With my body and with my heart, I trust you.” She took a step back toward the swinging door to the back room. But she kept her gaze locked with his. “The silk ties I bought in Vegas? They’re waiting for us.”

She took another step back and then another.

He glanced down at the letter in his hand. “You keep this with you?”

“I carry your fantasies with me everywhere I go.” Her back pressed up against the door

. “And now, I’m ready to make this one a reality.”

“You’re sure?”

“Yes. Now, come with me, Prince Charming.” She offered him her best hand-over-your-boxers smile. “I dare you.”