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He clenched his teeth, forcing himself to stay quiet so the children didn’t hear them.
But when he opened his eyes, silvery blue diamonds looked back at him.
Marta.
Not Carol.He would never be inside Carol again.
His children were adults.
He would never have to stifle his voice again.
Her orgasm triggered his as their bodies shook in unison.He drove deep inside her, arching his back, forcing her to take all of him as he roared his release.
Rolling to the side, still deep inside her, he whispered her name.Marta.
Her eyes still closed, she replied, “I’m here for you, my love.I’ll always be here for you.”On a sigh she added, “Because I love you.”
Trevor’s eyes flew open.The bliss of his orgasm ended abruptly.She loved him but did he love her?Trevor had softened and fallen out of her body.His wet dick was cold.
Marta’s breathing changed.She too, was awake.She rolled her body so that she was facing him by giving him a little space.“I didn’t mean to scare you with those words, but I wanted you to know how I feel about you.I’m not falling in love with you, I’m already there.”She ran her fingers through the short, cropped hair on top of his head.“I understand that you aren’t sure, yet.I’m hoping that someday you’ll love me enough to return those words.In the meantime, I’ll be here for you, for whatever you need.”
She gave him a quick kiss, pulled her nightshirt over her naked breasts, and warned, “We need to get some sleep because we’ll be up all night.”She kissed him again, this time a little slower and much more tender before she rolled over.Minutes later she fallen asleep.
Closing his eyes, his breathing automatically matched hers.His body satiated, her quietly spoken words had chased away his worries.
Marta loved him.
Chapter14
Marta walkedinto the VOQ and set down the bags of groceries on the kitchen counter.She couldn’t handle being in the office any longer.It had been over forty-eight hours since she’d told Trevor that she loved him.He’d been very quiet, nearly silent toward her, since then.
She’d awakened early and showered, refusing to smell like sex in a room filled with men as they watched the raid and rescue.Dressing while Trevor showered, they traveled in silence to the conference room where the other officers had already gathered.
For hours they’d watched multiple views from helmet mounted cameras.Occasionally, Kam Hood reported to the group.She had Homeland teams taking down the newly opened Doll House in Los Angeles and raiding Finger’s training camp.
Joseph Rippe had been able to sneak combat gear and weapons to the Black Swans he’d taken to the island.The two women had been able to record the young girls’ treatment and conditions and forward the information via secure satellite to Homeland Security.
Although Marta was proud of the SEALs, she held a special place in her heart for the Black Swans.She was all too aware of the world they worked in and the attitudes of the men they worked with and for.The women had performed superbly, personally accompanying the young girls off the island on their first helicopter ride.
As planned, Mak Barker and his team quickly found Admiral Finger and subdued him.Via video, Kam Hood read the man his rights.He was one of the first airlifted to the Navy ships waiting just over the horizon.He was the only person in the brig on the aircraft carrier and put under double guard and suicide watch.All his security force were taken to other ships and secured in their brigs.
It wasn’t until noon that SEALs had swept every inch of the island rescuing girls and capturing their guards.
“All clear, sir.”Chaos, whose real name was Ethan something, Marta couldn’t remember his last name, reported as soon as he approached his lieutenant, Joseph Rippe at his side.
“Chaos, I need you to restrain Mr.Rippe.He is to be held in a private cell—” The lieutenant named which ship the man who helped them take down Rear Admiral F.X.Finger was to be held prisoner.
The lieutenant removed his camera and faced it.“This is Lieutenant Brian Till.Operation No Joy is complete.No one is left on this island.Eleven tangoes down, bodies removed.Eight tangoes injured and medevac’d to awaiting ships where they’ll be treated before we throw their ass in the brig.Three SEALs injured, non-life-threatening, transferred to waiting ships.Forty-two children rescued and two adult females…those women didn’t need rescuing.”He grinned crookedly.“At least four of those kills belong to them.They can kick ass on my team anytime you’re ready to change their assignment.”Dropping his smile he continued with his report, “We’re bringing them all home.Everyone accounted for.Lieutenant Till out.”
The conference room had erupted.Grown men jumped up and down with excitement and relief, hugging and backslapping each other.Marta stood off to the side, a few feet away from Trevor, who accepted congratulations from every man in the room.
He never looked her way.
For the next several days, their conversations were stilted whether they were in the office or at the VOQ.She’d cleaned up after supper by herself each evening while he pretended to busy himself at the desk in the small office.When she announced she was going to bed, he’d simply grunted.She wasn’t sure when he’d actually crawled under the sheets, but he hadn’t touched her since she’d blurted her feelings.
Marta had finally had enough of his silent brooding.They were going to talk.She’d decided to cook supper for the two of them.After picking up what she needed for lasagna at the Commissary, she’d stopped by the base liquor store and bought her favorite bottle of red wine.
She didn’t feel bad at all about taking the car they had rented for their use while at Little Creek.He had a driver who would take him anywhere he wanted.
