Page 48 of Tempted by a SEAL

If there was one thing he couldn’t stand, it was a liar.

He’d slept with a married woman.

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“I’m heading out!” Hunter shouted as Emma soaked in the bathtub. She jumped and looked toward the bathroom door, expecting him to come in, but heard the front door slamming behind him.

What in the world?

Scowling, she climbed out of the bathtub herself, sloshing water all over the bathroom floor as she grabbed one of the extra towels. Hunter had said he’d bring her some clothes to change into, but from the sounds of it, he’d left in a hurry.

She walked down the hall to his bedroom, clutching the oversized towel around herself.

Stopping in shock, she saw the contents of her backpack spilled on the floor. Her mobile without it’s SIM card was there, her charger, wallet, and the small gold wedding band she wore she traveled.

The one she hadn’t needed for this trip, because she wasn’t alone—she was with Hunter.

Bloody hell.

Is that why he’d shouted and run out the front door?

Because he thought she was married?

She nearly jumped in fright when the doorbell rang a moment later, and looked out the bedroom window to see a car parked in the driveway of his townhome.

Sighing, she walked down the stairs wrapped in the towel.

“Can I help you?” she asked politely.

The pregnant woman standing there smiled, her brown hair blowing in the slight breeze. “My husband is a friend of Hunter’s—another SEAL, I’m afraid. I’m Rebecca,” she added, holding out her hand. “Hunter said you needed some things. I can see he meant that quite literally.”

Emma glanced down at the towel wrapped around her, laughing.

“Yes, I suppose I do. Come on in.”

“I brought over some of my own things for you to borrow if you like,” Rebecca said. “I can’t fit into them now, obviously.”

“When are you due?”

“Not for a while—I’m just showing much earlier this time. I can take you shopping if you like, but I thought you might like some things now if you needed a rest first.”

“Right, thank you.”

“You remind me of my sister-in-law,” Rebecca said with a laugh. “Apparently, she answered the door in a towel, too, and nearly gave the CO a heart attack.”

“The CO?”

“Commanding officer.”

“Right, I do recall Hunter mentioning that. So he and your husband are on the same SEAL team?”

“No,” Rebecca said. “Why don’t I let you go change, and then I can answer any questions you have. I’m sure this—all of this—is quite overwhelming.”

“Yes, that’d probably be best,” Emma laughed. “And ‘overwhelming’ is an understatement. I’ll be right back.”

She emerged a few minutes later in a pair of cut-off jeans and borrowed tee-shirt. “I’d offer you something to drink,” Emma said, “but apparently we don’t have anything. So, er, can I get you a glass of water?”

“Water would be fine,” Rebecca said.

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