Page 16 of Reclaimed (Hostage Rescue Team)

She waved the apology away. “It’s okay. Just glad to see you safe and sound.”

“Yep, all’s good here. How are things there?”

“Good. I’ve been working long hours.” Taking on extra projects and helping her boss with a few things outside of her normal work load. Mostly in an effort to distract herself and make the time go faster. Right now she was analyzing intelligence reports on an up-and-coming faction in Lebanon. “I’m counting down the days until you get back.”

“Me too. Nineteen more and I’ll be there.”

She couldn’t wait. “You get any sleep today?” It didn’t look like it to her and they routinely went without sleep for two days at a time when they were out on patrol or a mission.

“Yeah, just woke up.”

He couldn’t talk about the missions he and his A-Team were running, but he knew she was more aware than most of what was happening in his area. He’d tell her more when he got home, all except the classified stuff. She had a security clearance but it was far lower than his. Still, she liked that he shared certain things with her and didn’t try to shelter her from what had happened.

They talked about her work for a while, and the whole time she was scoping out the situation on the other end. There didn’t seem to be anyone else in the room with him. “Where is everyone?” Normally at their forward operating base barracks he bunked with four other guys.

“I sent them out for a while.”

“Did you?” she said suggestively. “Why, were you planning on talking dirty to me?”

He cracked a grin, gave a mock frown. “I would never do such a thing.”

Oh yeah, he would. And hearing the sexy things he told her in that deep voice sent a shiver through her now.

Placing the laptop down before her on the bed, she flipped her hair over one shoulder, exposing the front of her. “I bought something for you today.”

“Did you?” He was eyeing her cleavage now, pushed up and revealed to maximum effect in the plunging V neckline of the purple halter-top blouse she’d chosen. And what she had on underneath it.

“Mmmm. Wanna see?”

He cocked a dark eyebrow. “That a trick question?”

Smirking, she reached up behind her neck and plucked the button closure of the top apart. Watching his face, she held onto the ends of both straps for a moment, then slowly lowered them.

Adam let out a low groan and leaned closer when he saw the black lace push-up bra she’d bought. It had little crystal skulls on the center of each cup and a little pink bow nestled between them. “Holy shit.”

Laughing softly, she shook her hair back and thrust her chest upward, shoving her amped-up cleavage at the camera. “Just wanted to give you a preview of what to expect when you get home. I’ve been busy beefing up my lingerie wardrobe.”

“Take it off.” The low command, coupled with that hungry, focused expression, made warmth spread deep in her abdomen.

Instead she teased him by drawing a finger alongside one of the cups, tracing the edge of the fabric as it cupped her breast, following it down to pause at the little pink bow. “But it’s so pretty,” she protested. She loved teasing him like this. Loved that he still wanted her so much, even after all this time together.

“Do it,” he coaxed, his ice-blue eyes hot on her skin.

Hiding a smile, she reached back and unhooked the fastening between her shoulder blades. She drew the left strap down her shoulder and upper arm, slowly, letting it dangle at the bend of her elbow. Then the right one. He wasn’t moving at all, his full attention riveted to her still-covered breasts.

Her nipples were already hard points against the fabric, tendrils of pleasure and heat cascading out from there to between her thighs. Watching his expression, she lowered her arms and let the bra drop into her lap.

His answering groan rumbled through her laptop. “Oh God…”

Oh yeah, she loved that look on his face. The one that said if he’d been in front of her right now, she’d be flat on her back with his mouth on her in less than a second.

Feeling sexy as hell, Summer lifted her arms and gathered her hair up behind her, striking her best pinup pose. Adam’s stare looked like it might burn through the monitor as he took it all in.

“I bought a little something to go with the bra,” she added coyly, shaking her shoulders slightly, holding back a laugh at the way his eyes followed the bounce of her breasts. She wasn’t well-endowed but the way Adam looked at her made her feel like the most beautiful and desirable woman on earth. “Wanna see? I thought I’d—”

Her words cut off abruptly when a face suddenly appeared over Adam’s shoulder. She had only an instant to recognize Trevor and his goofy grin. “Hey, Sum—oh, shit.”

Horrified, Summer squeaked in alarm and automatically clapped her hands over her breasts, eyes flying wide.

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