Staying on Course (Finding our Way 2)

“Oh my God! I wanted to kill her.”

“When Nate explained to me what she’d done and her justification, I closed my eyes and pictured you hitting her.”

“Have you decided what you’re going to do about her?”

“Nothing. She’s gone. New orders start tomorrow. Dani told Nate she’s gone.”

“Where?”

“Don’t know and don’t care.”

“That was really quick.”

“Navy doesn’t fuck around.”

I snuggle closer to him, soaking in his closeness and the knowledge that she’s out of our life for good.

“Tell me the second moment that runs through your head.”

“The second you slipped this ring on my finger. The metal touched my skin, and I started to wake up. The beeping became clearer, your touch became warmer, and the kiss against my hand sent a jolt of energy through me.”

“Really?”

“Oh yeah.”

“Can you remember what I said?”

“Not really. Why don’t you repeat it for me now?”

I shake my head and twist the ring on his finger. “I’m not sure if I can repeat it but know that I love you.”

“I’ll take that for now. How about showing me how much you love me before you leave. My body needs to release some of this pent up ‘sexual frustration’.” He jerks his hips toward my thigh and places my hand on the bulge in his sweatpants.

“Nope.” I back away, grinning wickedly. “Doctor said two weeks.”

“You are NOT going to listen to him, are you?”

“Maybe, if you let me stay, I could be persuaded to break the rules.”

“Sexual blackmail? That’s what you’ve resorted to?”

“If it works, why not?”

“You sure about that?” He slides his hand up my side until it grazes the underside of my breast. “How about a little taste?”

My body curves into him, begging to be touched. He leans down and kisses along my jawline until I moan. His hand slides along my stomach and slips under the waistband of my pants, then he stops and leans his forehead against mine.

“Are you trying to kill me?”

“Me?” I ask innocently. “Why would you ask that?”

“Where the hell are your panties?”

“Did I forget to put them on?”

He growls and rubs his thumb in circles around my clit, never touching. I follow his earlier movements and slip my hand under his sweatpants; his dick jumping at my touch.

We tease each other with small touches, waiting for the other to give in.