Page 39 of Seduced by a SEAL

Camila gasped, pulling away from him. “You knew who I was,” she accused. “When we were in Miami, you knew exactly who I was.”

Colton eyed her with a level gaze, deciding the truth was the only thing worth saying at this point. “That’s right. We knew you were Miguel Rodriguez’s daughter.”

“So you what?” she asked, a hurt look on her face. “Targeted me? Came after me? I didn’t have any information on my father—I still don’t.”

“We know,” he said gently. “You’re not in any sort of trouble.”

“But you used me!” she said, fresh tears rolling down her cheeks. “You found me in the airport and took me to bed. What did you do? Go through all of my belongings when I was finally asleep?”

Colton’s silence was apparently all the answer that she needed.

“Kitten,” he hedged.

“Don’t call me kitten!” she snapped. Reaching out, she tried to push him away. “Isn’t there someone else here I can speak to? I’m done listening to your lies.”

“Camila—”

“No! You took advantage of the situation. You’re just as bad as those other men who kidnapped me—you wanted something for yourself so you just reached out and took it!”

“I didn’t force you to do anything,” Colton said in a low voice.

“Force me? No. You seduced me, making me think you were interested in me as a woman. Not as the daughter of Miguel Rodriguez. Was that your plan all along? Get me into bed so you could go through my things? Go away. Just go!” she shouted.

Hunter hurried over, eyeing the two of them. “Let me talk to her, C-4,” he said, calling Colton by his nickname.

“C-4?” Camila asked as Colton stood and moved back across the aisle.

“His SEAL nickname,” Hunter said, kneeling down in the aisle beside Camila. “There was no one better to search though a damn caco field riddled with explosives than our own explosives expert.”

Camila looked momentarily astonished and then sank back into her seat, shutting her eyes. She trembled as Hunter began speaking in a low voice to her, and Colton felt knots forming in his stomach. Sure, he’d rescued her, but at what cost?

She wasn’t wrong in her accusations that he’d used her.

He’d fucking loved every minute of her in his bed, but when push came to shove? It had happened exactly like she said. He’d wanted her for himself and taken her back to his room. Spent the night loving her body. A brief pang of regret filled his chest.

Camila began to quietly sob again, and Colton watched as Hunter stood, shooting him a look. Fucking wonderful. The woman he’d wanted was only a few feet away, and she didn’t want a damn thing to do with him.

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