Wanted by the Warrant Officer

Audrey’s eyes twinkled as her gaze slid toward Deacon before returning to me. “I’m sure you’ll enjoy your time off.”

2

Deacon

My eyes remained glued to the beautiful nurse—Piper, according to her name tag—as she smiled at Audrey and wished her luck.

Her light blue scrubs were almost the same shade as her eyes, and though they were loose, they did nothing to hide her curves. She was of average height, but I was still at least half a foot taller than her. And despite her small frame, she had generous, round tits, a sweet swell at her hips, and her ass—I’d never been an ass man, but the second I saw Piper, I became one.

Full lips, a pert nose, and high cheekbones were framed by wisps of black hair that had been twisted up into a bun at the back of her head. By the thickness of the twist, I surmised that her hair was long, and I kept picturing it spread out over my pillow.

It had only taken a moment for me to know that Piper was mine. The fact that she clearly lived in LA didn’t give me a moment’s pause. We’d work it all out, but first, I had to convince her that I was her future.

With a last lingering glance in my direction, she strode out of the hospital room. “Congrats, guys,” I said distractedly as I started toward the door. “I’ll catch up with you later.”

Audrey giggled. “We won’t wait up.”

A wolfish grin spread across my face. “Good call.” Then I was in the hallway, looking both directions until I spotted a perfect ass and the sexy sway of Piper’s hips as she went around a corner. I jogged after her and found her behind the nurses’ station writing on a clipboard before handing it to another woman in pink scrubs.

“I know you want to relax on your week off,” she said to Piper, “but try to have a little fun too.”

My smile widened. I would make sure she had plenty of fun. I wanted to get to know her, but “fun” would definitely include multiple orgasms.

“Piper.” My voice came out low and raspy because my muscles had clenched at the thought of her screaming my name in the throes of passion.

Her head whipped in my direction, and I smirked at the tiny shiver that wracked her body. “Is something wrong with Audrey?” she asked, her blue eyes filling with concern.

I shook my head and placed my elbows on the counter so I could lean forward, wanting to be closer to her, even if it was only a few more inches. “She’s great. I want to talk to you about something else.”

“Oh?” Piper looked startled but pleased.

“I’ll finish up your paperwork,” the nurse in pink scrubs offered with a wink at Piper before pushing her out from behind the desk.

“We weren’t formally introduced, but I’m Deacon.” I held out my hand, palm up, and waited.

Piper glanced at it, and twin spots of pink bloomed on her cheeks. After a second, she placed her hand in mine, and when my fingers closed around it, a shock of electricity coursed through me, burning a path of desire straight to my cock. From the slight widening of her eyes and quick inhale, I was confident she’d felt the same spark.

I was about to ask her to dinner when I realized it was seven o’clock in the morning. “Can I take you to breakfast?”

Her full, pouty lips curved up. “Sure. I’m starving.”

“Me, too,” I murmured, but I kept my eyes locked with hers and gave her hand a gentle squeeze, making it clear I was craving more than food.

The pretty blush stole across her cheeks again. “I, um, just need to grab my purse—” she cut off when a red bag was suddenly shoved into her arms. “I guess I’m ready to go,” she sputtered with a laugh.

I kept her hand firmly in mine as I led her toward the hospital entrance but stopped short when I realized I didn’t have a car. I’d driven Audrey and Merrick to the hospital in their vehicle, and my truck was back at their place. “Shit,” I grumbled.

“What’s wrong?” Piper’s expression had fallen, and I smiled ruefully to let her know she wasn’t the problem.

“I don’t have a car with me, which kind of throws a wrench in my plan to whisk you away.”

Piper laughed, and for a moment, I was mesmerized by the melodic sound. “I guess I’ll be the one doing the whisking,” she teased with a wink that sent the rest of the blood in my brain south. “Princess Charming to the rescue.”

It was my turn to laugh, and Piper grinned in delight. I didn’t release her hand, but I let her lead, and a few minutes later, we approached a rust bucket that looked like it wouldn’t make it out of the parking garage.