Page 6 of Seduced by a SEAL

Chapter 2

Camila’s gaze flicked around the busy airport as they walked out, Colton’s large frame an imposing figure at her side. He towered over her, well past six feet. Even with her wedge espadrilles on, she only came up to his shoulder. He had muscles upon muscles and looked as if he trained hard every day. With his short, dark hair and gaze that didn’t miss a thing, she wondered what exactly he did. He was alert and aware of their surroundings—a man used to commanding a room. Garnering attention wherever he went.

Blinking lights on the arrivals and departures board caught her eye. There was nothing but a list of flights followed by the word “Delayed.”

Lovely.

Even if they did reopen the airport, it could be hours before her own flight was rescheduled. Another crack of thunder boomed, and the rain was coming down so hard she could hear it pounding outside as they approached the front of the airport. A separate set of doors led to an attached hotel, and she was grateful she wouldn’t need to run out in the pouring rain.

Her father would have a fit that she wasn’t arriving home from Miami today as scheduled, but what was she supposed to do?

Air traffic control grounding flights in and out of the airport was one of the few things out of his control.

The head of the notorious Rodriguez Cartel in Bogota, Miguel Rodriguez certainly had the means and connections to hire a private jet and get his daughter back to Colombia. But that would mean she’d let him know of her change in plans—which she certainly wasn’t about to do.

Miguel always had to be one hundred percent in command and control. And maybe his goons were more than happy to acquiesce, to practically fall at his feet when he snapped his fingers, but Camila?

She’d never been one to let him control her life.

Not now and not ever.

She shuddered, thinking of the poor women that had been drawn into the kidnapping ring that funded his massive drug operation. The women were snatched from the streets. Held in small cells. Sold to the highest bidder. Cocaine production was back on the rise in Colombia thanks to her father. No doubt it was making its way north to the U.S.

And the women whose lives were stolen from them?

There wasn’t a damn thing she could do to help.

“Are you okay?” Concern was etched in his gaze as she looked up at him.

Her eyes ran over his strong features—broad forehead, warm brown eyes, full lips, and a strong jaw covered in a few days’ worth of stubble. She may not know the man, but she felt that she could trust him. Be safe with him. Colton didn’t give her the leering looks that some of her father’s henchman did. They’d never touch her because of who he was, of course.

But if something ever shifted the dynamic in power?

She’d be thrown to the wolves. Tossed around from man to man until there was nothing left of her.

Colton’s strong presence gave her a different feeling of security. His warm, hard body beside her, holding her close, left her mind reeling. She was going to go spend the night with the man, not live with him happily ever after.

That fact that he made her comfortable in a way she never had been was irrelevant.

“I’m perfect,” she assured Colton. “Just thinking of my father.” He raised his eyebrows as she laughed. “Nothing worth discussing, I assure you. He’ll probably be wondering where my flight is since I was scheduled to arrive home this afternoon.” She gave a careless shrug as his gaze dropped to the movement of her breasts. “It doesn’t concern me, so there’s no need for it to concern you.”

“If you say so,” he said, pushing open the door to the luxury hotel attached to the airport, his lips quirking up on one side.

She smiled as she stepped through the doors. “Were you here in Miami on vacation?”

“Yep, just for a few days. I was catching a flight back home, hoping to beat the storm.”

She playfully pouted at him. “And were you still hoping for a quick departure after you spotted me?”

He chuckled, and the deep sound of his laughter made her stomach do a funny little flip. She didn’t date men—and not only because of her father. It was too much fun to play with them. To enjoy the company of a man for a night or two and then move on to someone else.

Leaving the man she’d been with wanting more.

Something about Colton got under her skin though. Odd, seeing as though they’d just met. Maybe it was the rumble of his laughter or the smoldering way he looked at her. The easy confidence in his stride. He looked like he wasn’t used to taking no for an answer, but she also had the feeling that if she bowed out now, he’d let her go.

Regretfully, perhaps.

But he wasn’t the type of man to force a woman into something she didn’t want to do.

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