Badass - The Complete Series: A Billionaire Military Romance by Leslie Johnson & Elle Dawson

Author:Leslie Johnson & Elle Dawson [Johnson, Leslie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Romantic Suspense, Billionaire, Military
Publisher: Atrevida Publishing
Published: 2015-12-18T18:30:00+00:00

When I wake, the room is dark except for the flickering light of the television. I look around and Link is gone.

Panic surges me into a sitting position and I nearly scream from the quick movement. The bathroom door is open—he isn’t there. His bags are no longer on the other bed.

He’s gone.

Grief, bright and hot, explodes in my chest. I feel it actually begin to melt my heart. He left me. I didn’t think he would. I know he considered it, but I thought it made more sense for us to be together.

I thought he … cared about me.

I shake my head. He does, I know that.

Is that why he left?

Did something he read convince him it was for the best?

Cursing, I try to reach for the bedside light and end up having to stand in order to attempt to reach it. Everything spins once I’m on my feet and I sit down again quickly, then lean forward and lay my cheek to my knees. And begin to cry.

That’s how he finds me.

I cry even harder when I hear him open the door.

He didn’t leave me.

He’s here.

He’s okay.

The bed sinks with his weight and then he’s pulling me back until I’m lying in his arms. “Ssshhh,” he soothes. “I’m here now. Tell me what you need.”

“I … I …” I sniff and try again. “I thought you left me.”

He kisses my forehead. “I left a note. Didn’t you see it?”

I shake my head and press my face harder into his neck. Then I take in a deep breath and pull my shit together. “I’m sorry. You don’t need a hysterical female on your hands in the middle of a crisis.”

He kisses my forehead again. “Sweetheart, I don’t know many soldiers who would have held up as well as you have. And they’re trained for this. You were dragged into it. I’m really proud of you. If you need to cry. Cry.”

“What time is it?”

“About eight-thirty. I went out for additional supplies and picked up some dinner.”

I smile. “That explains why you’re a pedophile again.” I reach up and stroke the creepy mustache.

“Ever kissed a man with a mustache before?” he asks, his fingers stroking up and down my spine.

My body tightens. “No.”

“Want to?”

“Yes.”

Very carefully, he moves closer to me, until our faces are inches apart and our bodies are pressed together. He rubs the mustache on my nose and then my cheek before bringing his lips to mine.

So soft. So hard. So wet and seeking. I moan as his tongue searches for mine.

My good arm is pinned under me now, so I can’t touch him the way that I want. I can only curl one of my legs over his and bring our hips closer together. He’s so hard. Long and thick. I feel him through the sweat pants he’s wearing.

He rolls me to my back, very gently, hovering over me, his lips nearly touching mine. “I can’t think of any way I can be inside you and not hurt you, sweetheart.

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