Page 46 of The Ranger
“Is this job dangerous?The one you’re doing?”
“Compared to being in the Middle East or navigating my pregnant baby mamma?”
“Don’t do that.Is it?”
He pushes away from the sofa.“Everything I do has some risk, Scar.But I know what I’m doing.”
Yeah, because he’s a highly trained Army Ranger, but that doesn’t mean he won’t get hurt.I think about all the military brats who have lost their parents over the years.They were all trained.
Trina lost her father.It took her ages to trust Marshall and admit her feelings.
He was persistent.
Their wedding is in two weeks, and honestly, I am not sure I’ll make it, but I might.
Cole returns just as the show resumes and hands me a plate piled high with colorful roast vegetables, a roast chicken leg and sauteed sweet potato.He plonks down beside me and starts eating like it’s the most natural thing in the world to do.
Is this what it would be like to be his wife?
Afterward, we’d snuggle on the sofa, and he’d slide his fingers under my panties, making me come.
My body flares to life, and I fight the near constant arousal I feel when Cole is so close.
Or far.
Damn it, whenever I think of him.
All the damn time.
Thankfully, he’ll never know how wet my panties are right now.
“That guy,” he says with his mouthful, pointing at the screen.“I knew they would hook up.She was watching him right from the start.”
I swallow my broccoli and snort.“The whole thing is scripted.The camera shows you what to think.”
Cole looks between me and the screen.“Nope.I saw the way she was looking at him.Like a starved woman.”
I swallow.
Is that what he sees when he catches me watching him?If I could melt into the sofa and disappear from planet Earth, I would.Just some sex-craved pregnant woman who needs some cock?
I’ve spent three days jerking off, dreaming of your naughty cunt.
I swallow the rest of the chicken that’s sitting in my mouth and hope I’m just imagining the worst.I definitely wasn’t looking for a pity fuck.
Although, god, I am not complaining.
Still, I’m not sorry for stopping at oral sex the other night.Some people can probably separate their feelings if they fuck regularly, but I can’t.Not when I’m having his baby.
“JeSUS!”Cole suddenly chokes on his food and coughs, pointing at the screen.“Dude, you do not say that to a woman.Scar, did you—what?”
I shake my head when he does a double take at me.I was staring at him, and god knows what my face looked like.
“What?”he asks again.
“Nothing.You’re justveryinto this.”I shrug.
Swallowing, he watches me for a moment, then decides to let it go.
