Page 44 of SEAL by Fate

He chuckled. “I just did. Now go to sleep and try not to wiggle too much. Tiger is a hunter and might think you’re prey and pounce.”

Her laughter sounded like a melodic tune. “The humor should have eased the sexual tension some, but it didn’t work if that was your intention.”

“You just have sweet dreams and anticipate the moment when you and I are alone in a warm bed.”

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Stormy relaxed in the protective circle of Gray’s arms and, although she was tired, she couldn’t seem to sleep. She could hear the heavy beating of his heart. He was still, but she knew he wasn’t sleeping. Every now and then she’d hear Lola in the backseat shift and whimper at the whistling of the wind coming through the nooks and crannies of the car. It was cold outside, but inside Stormy was wrapped in the cozy cocoon of Gray’s warmth. Although this wasn’t a desirable situation, she was grateful to be here.

What had driven her to think they would make love, here, in the front seat of her tiny car? And why was she conjuring up all sorts of positions to make it work?

Oh hell. She needed to stop

Lust. That’s what had provoked her to practically throw herself at him.

No doubt, she wanted him and knowing he wanted her too made her excitement grow by leaps and bounds.

But could she invest herself knowing nothing could grow of this attraction? They were from different worlds. Two different people with different directions.

Keeping things platonic between she and Gray only made sense, at least until they were out of this perilous situation when emotions were at a high, and yet the fact that he still had a hard-on after ten minutes didn’t help convince her that they should keep their hands off each other.

Catching her breath, she knew if she made a move…touched him, kissed him, pushed the act, they would have skipped all foreplay and jumped right into hot sex. As limited as she was in skill, she would have ripped his clothes off and forgotten everything outside of the car.

When it came to Gray she didn’t want to behave or be responsible. She didn’t have a clue what would happen tomorrow, and maybe she needed to allow fate to take the joysticks.

Was she overthinking things? She’d been known to do that a time or two.

He stirred and his arm became heavier on her hip. She laid her hand on his chest, right over his heart, placing her other hand over his, mesmerized over the size difference. His hands were very large with wide, square fingers with calluses. Just like his body, they were strong and powerful.

She swallowed hard. How would she ever fall asleep when all she wanted was to satiate the desire in her body.

Stormy must have finally drifted off because when she opened her eyes again, it was light outside. Gray was still next to her and his breathing was rhythmic and slow. Sometime during the night, she’d rolled over with her back to him and he was snuggling her close.

Lola growled and barked which caused a spiral of events.

Stormy looked up and almost jumped out of Gray’s embrace.

A scream fell off her lips and he came up so fast that he hit his head on the ceiling.

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