Page 9 of Rescued by a SEAL

Blue eyes immediately locked with hers, and she flushed, looking away. She instantly felt foolish.

Something about Mason always got under her skin. She didn’t even know him that well, but she did know with one hundred percent certainty that he wasn’t the type of man Eric was. Mason and his friends loved flirting with women, but they respected them. Treated them right.

He was obviously interested in her, and she kept holding him at an arm’s length.

She glanced back again, feeling more confident, and his eyes were still on her.

He grinned in that easy, confident way he always had, his blue eyes sparking with interest. His cropped blond hair gleamed in the overhead lights, and she tried not to stare at his tanned, toned arms. At his impossibly broad chest. The tee shirt he had on stretched across it, revealing his muscles, and he was leaning back in his chair, relaxed and confident as always.

She smiled back, unable to help herself, warmth surging through her chest. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach, and her skin heated.

It was amazing how one look from Mason was all it took to set her ablaze. When those blue eyes locked with hers, she always felt lost to everything but him.

Forget her ex.

She was moving on with her life starting right now.

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