“Give it a rest, Pen.”Cole shakes his head and wanders off.
“What did I say?”Her face falls.
Shit.
Aidan and Josh share a look.
“I’ll deal with it.”Josh starts to walk off, but I stop him with a hand on his arm.He reacts as a SEAL might, snapping his head around.
Fuck me.
“Leave it with me.I dated his sister, and after the situation with Scarlett and the North Koreans, we haven’t had a good start.”
Josh’s brow starts to rise as he glares at my hand.
Shit.Right.Do not touch the SEAL.
I drop my arm and shove my bag up onto my shoulder further.
“Don’t let it interfere with work,” he says roughly.
“It won’t.”
It might.
I fully intend to see Caylee again, but how the fuck do I give her an explanation when...I can’t.
It doesn’t matter.I can’t stay away much longer.When I saw her on Saturday night and took in her beautiful long dark curls, sparkling blue eyes and lithe body, desire roared through me.
Caylee Zimbardo belongs in my arms.
On my arm.
It was the first time I’d seen her in a public place since the night we met.The rest of our relationship was spent at her place, where I briskly ripped off whatever clothes she was wearing and fucked her.
Christ, I miss her tight pussy.
I miss her moans.
I miss her warm body tucked against mine, the scent of her vanilla body wash blending with those of our passionate sex.
So yeah, it might interfere, but I’ll manage it.
