Page 94 of No Mistake

“Hey, thanks for the back up in there,” he said sarcastically. Her lack of support had felt like a slap in the face.

Mira shrugged and stepped away, into the kitchen. “You were being an ass. All that matters is getting our people back.”

Tyler followed her in and closed the door behind him. “I don’t disagree.”

“This whole thing is a shitshow.”

Tyler smiled at her choice of words. Damn, she was gorgeous. Long silky dark hair that he wanted to run his fingers through. Dark olive skin, full lips. Oh yeah, he wanted to feel those lips. Flirting with her was fun. The banter and the suggestive texts. But it would be even better to feel her, kiss her, bury himself inside her. No. Team girls were off limits, no casual hookups with them, and he didn’t do relationships. Mentally shaking his head, he brought himself back to the conversation.

“I don’t disagree with that, either. It’s difficult to trust someone you don’t know.”

Mira turned to face him. “I understand that, but you trust your team leader, don’t you?”

“Yes I do. And it’s his call. I will obey his command.” He winked.

“Look at you following the rules,” she said, teasingly.

Tyler stepped closer to her. “I make my own rules.” His voice was deep and husky as he looked into her dark green eyes. Eyes he could very easily drown in.

Don’t do it, Tyler.

“Really? What rules are they?” She held his gaze.

Damn, he loved a confident, feisty woman.

“Number one rule. When you see something you want, go after it.” He kept his voice low. The heat on her face gave him a sense of satisfaction. He liked having that effect.

She’s off limits. You don’t screw with one of your own.

“We should get back. You need to gear up.” She turned toward the door.

No, he wasn’t ready for her to leave yet. His cock pushed against his jeans, not wanting to listen to reason. He reached for her wrist, stopping her. They locked eyes and the desire he saw sent a rush of blood straight to his groin. He didn’t think it was possible to get any harder. Pulling her in front of him, their bodies now just inches apart, his gaze dropped to her soft full lips.

“Tyler—”

You’re going to regret this, Tyler. Your teammate is in trouble, and your head is focused on this sexy woman.

He covered her mouth with his. Hungry, hot, hard, passionate. His hand moved into her hair. Grabbing a handful, he assaulted her mouth, pushing his tongue deep inside. Mira groaned and pushed against the bulge in his jeans, making him hiss. God, she was so fucking hot.

Tyler swung her around and lifted her onto the small table. All thoughts of Ryan, his team, and not hooking up with one of your own were forgotten. Pushing apart her legs, he stepped between them, his erection pushing against her denim-clad sex. A low growl escaped him when Mira trailed her hands down his chest and under his t-shirt. The feel of her fingers on his skin sent sparks flying in his head. Jesus, this was happening fast. Not that he was complaining.

When his hands moved to her breasts, her hand moved lower, tracing the outline of his erection through his jeans. He stilled, hissed in a breath, then covered her hand with his, bringing it up to his mouth. She frowned at him when he reluctantly stepped back, breathing heavily. Common sense prevailed. As much as he wanted to continue this, he had a job to do. Ryan was in trouble. This was not the time.

“We need to stop. Bad timing, sweetheart. I do need to gear up.” He helped her off the table.

“Yes, you do.” she agreed.

They both straightened themselves up. Tyler took in her flushed face and swollen lips.

“Maybe I should leave first,” he suggested with a small smile.

“Yeah. Good idea,” she whispered.

He leaned toward her, kissing just below her earlobe. He murmured, “To be continued,” then turned and walked to the door, giving her a wicked grin before stepping outside.

Chapter 17

This had to be some kind of nightmare. She would wake up soon and be curled up against Ryan watching a movie. Only it wasn’t. Sophie moved her eyes back to Ryan who hadn’t stopped watching her. Two guards now stood inside the door, but far enough away, if they kept their voices low, they could talk.

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