Page 57 of Stealth Mission

Protecting me.

A spark of light ignites inside my chest. I’ve never felt it before. “Wh-what did you do?”

“I made sure no one came in. I locked up and stood watch, keeping an eye out the windows.”

My voice is shaking. “You walked around my house like a guard all night?”

“Pretty much. I did sit by the front door as well. But I stayed up to make sure you were safe. Vik picked me up at sunrise.”

The spark in my chest is turning warmer and warmer, like someone’s cranking a thermostat knob. “Did you watch me sleeping?”

His throat works. Voice merely a rasp, he says, “I did. You’re beautiful when you sleep.”

I’m floored. My god. Those words do something to me.

He protected me. He watched over me. And I can’t understand why.

“Walt, I’m literally blown away right now. I want to kiss you even though I know this crazy, reckless thing that’s happening right now is just some kind of fluke.”

The truck surges when he hits the brakes. Dust flies up from the gravel on the side of the road. We bounce through a small ditch. A second later we’re stopped on the grass and he’s looking at me.

Really looking at me. Piercing me with his beautiful eyes.

His hands are clutching the wheel so hard his knuckles are blanching.

There’s something wild in his expression. A desperation.

I know because it’s inside of me too.

It takes two attempts for me to unbuckle my belt. My fingertips are shaking. I don’t have time to think. We’re both in motion.

Walt drags me across the center console onto his lap. We’re a tangle of limbs. One of my shoes falls off. My butt hits the horn.

“Oh my lord!”

But a second later, the blushing grin I have on my face vanishes on an exhale.

Oof.

He’s looks like he’s going to devour me in one gulp.

I’ve never had a man look at me the way he’s looking at me…

Completely ravenous.

He licks his lips.The cords of his neck strain as his throat works.His eyes grow even darker with desire.

The combined effect is the single hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

His hands flex on my waist. Spanning me from side to side.

Without a doubt, that motion is the hottest thing I’ve ever felt.

An uncontrollable fire rushes through me, scorching my veins.

Making a rough sound, he presses my knees apart and pulls me forward until I’m spread over him. My core is seated against a thick ridge in his shorts.

“Right there.”

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