Page 11 of Married to the SEAL
He moved toward her. “Then you’re going to have to try harder to act like you like me. Your body language around me is all wrong. If we were really married, you’d want to stand close to me. Hold my hand. Stuff like that.”
The back of her neck was getting hot. “I’m not sure what you’re suggesting.”
He moved again so he was standing directly in front of her, and her heart began to skip with anxiety.
“I think we should practice,” he said.
“What?”
“Being more intimate. We could practice kissing if you’re comfortable with that.”
She didn’t like the sound of that at all. Given that there was zero affection between them, she’d rather kiss a post. “I don’t kiss strangers.”
He took a step toward her. “What about strangers who just happen to be your husband? Technically speaking, of course.”
His eyes were dark, his stare intense, and it made her shake inside. “Especially those.”
He held his hands up. “It will make it less awkward when we go downstairs. But if you don’t want to, that’s fine with me. I don’t care either way.”
Now she felt stupid. He was right. They would look more like a couple if they acted like one. She rolled her eyes. “Fine. Let’s just kiss and get it over with.”
“Well, now I feel vulnerable and a little taken for granted.”
He was making fun of her. She felt the corners of her mouth curl into a smile despite her desire to stop them. “You’re not funny.”
“I’m a little funny.”
“No, you’re not.”
“I could be a world-renowned comedian and you wouldn’t even know it.”
“Will you just kiss me already?”
He cocked his head to the side. “I don’t usually kiss women on the first date.”
She hit him in the chest with a backhanded slap. “Just kiss me, Matteo!”
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He hadn’t meantto tease her, but it was so much fun he couldn’t seem to help himself. He reached for her, gently putting his hands on her waist, and she jumped.
So much bravado, but she was scared, and the knowledge made him soften toward her. This couldn’t be easy. While he’d been hired for a job, this was her real life, and sympathy made him long to help her.
He dipped his head. She was considerably shorter than him, and her body leaned against his as she went up on her tiptoes to reach his mouth. That scent of flowers was back, mixing with something sweet, and his lips touched hers. Her awkwardness felt to Matteo like the nervousness of an inexperienced, tentative lover.
She kisses like a virgin.
Blood surged to his cock at the thought. Of course she was not a virgin. She was a mother, for Christ’s sake. A breastfeeding mother with lush, full tits that had turned him on the moment he walked in the room and realized she was nursing.
Don’t be a pervert.
He lifted his head just slightly, enough to break their kiss, but her eyes blinked open and he saw desire there. She wanted him to kiss her again.
Matteo froze.
If he did, it would affect their relationship for the whole time he was here. This was a job, after all, and it wouldn’t be right for him to go beyond what was required.
But he couldn’t seem to make himself step back. Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson and she dropped her head.
