Page 8 of SEAL in Savannah


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He dipped back into the kitchen, and I strolled over to investigate, almost tripping again on the lip where the two different levels of floor met. When I turned the corner, Reed had the door to the fridge open and his head stuck inside it.

“Are we going to lock her son Casey in the freezer?” I asked, stopping a few feet from him.

“That’s plan B,” he said, giving a hard yank against something in the fridge.

My eyes widened and my heart gave an extra thump as he pulled a long white tube from the top of the refrigerator.

He waved it between us. “Relax, it’s only the water filter.”

Did he have something against clean water? How would this get me an interview with Lisa’s son? “Okay?”

Reed wiggled the canister over the sink and then reached above him and stored it in the empty cabinet above. He had to stretch to reach it. “Now I use the app to complain about their lackluster water service.”

My eyes narrowed as he took a suspiciously long time to write out his complaint in the app. “I’m adding a bit about how this might ruin our honeymoon.”

“Our honeymoon?” I asked, my heart almost completely giving out. What was he thinking? No one would believe the hot guy married someone like me. How badly did I want this interview? Could we put the filter back?

He nodded with a giant smile as he turned off the screen of his phone. “Yeah, we need to make it important, so they don’t ignore it. No one wants to upset a new bride.”

“Why do I have to be the one obsessed with water quality?”

He shrugged. “Everyone knows it’s Bridezilla, Elenore. I don’t make the rules.” His phone buzzed, and he checked the screen. “Oh, it worked. He’s coming right over.”

“Now?” Casey lived on the property in another unit. It would take less than a minute to reach us. “Shit, we have to act fast.”

I grabbed Reed’s arm, not giving myself time to marvel at the muscle in his forearm. That couldn’t be normal. He jerked forward, letting me lead him through the rental. What did newlyweds do?

“We’ll come out of the bedroom together!” That’s what they did. Sex. Oh, god. I couldn’t think about sex while holding the arm of a hot guy. “No, not your room.”

We turned course from his bedroom and headed for mine. Obviously, two married people would sleep together in the big room. I let his arm go as we crossed the threshold and ripped the comforter off the bed, messing up the sheets and tossing a pillow on the floor.

“I don’t think he’s going to come in here,” Reed said, watching me destroy my sleeping area.

“Shhh.” I yanked the fitted sheet from one corner of the bed right as someone knocked at the back door. “We don’t have rings. Reed, we don’t have rings!”

He laughed as I held up my naked hand in front of him. “If anyone asks, we didn’t wear them because who wants to lose new rings on vacation?”

I paused. That was actually a good lie, but we had another issue. “Your hair!”

He looked too put together to be a newlywed husband who had just destroyed a bedroom. I stretched out on my tiptoes and ruffled up his hair, causing the strands to shoot out in every which way. There, that was better.

I skidded past Reed as he surveyed the damage in the room and headed for the kitchen. A tall blonde woman peeked in through the glass window at the top of the door and smiled as she saw me enter the room. She gave me a quick wave as Reed came in behind me.

This wasn’t Casey at all. Who sent a woman for my interview?

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“Hello,” the smiley blonde said as I opened the door for her. “How are the newlyweds?”

Oh crap. Were my eyes too wide? Did they scream panic?

Reed came up behind me and looped his arm around my waist while making a big display of using his free hand to fix his hair. I swear my skin jumped in shock, and not just because I had a hot guy touching me. I sucked in my breath, hoping it made my stomach not so flabby. The minute I made it home, I was buying a gym membership. “I think the misses is getting tired out. She needs to hydrate.”

Oh god. I’d definitely died on that plane because this could not be my real life.

The woman laughed and held out her right hand. “I’m Selene. Casey is out, but I didn’t want to leave you two waiting. So I ran right over with a filter.”

She winked at him.