Base by Cathleen Ross

Author:Cathleen Ross
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin Enterprises, Australia Pty Ltd
Published: 2015-10-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

The day’s work done, Jack took his house key from Hunter, dismissed him and unlocked his front door. He didn’t understand Ruth. How had showing her how they eradicated the braindeads become a problem? Hell. Didn’t she understand they were the enemy? Ruth was a brilliant woman, one of the smartest he’d ever met, but that wouldn’t save her if a braindead went for her. One could tear her apart in seconds. Sometimes brilliant people missed out on the practical brain chip. Escaping on a boat wouldn’t help. At some time she’d fall prey to another boat full of men who could rape her. He rubbed his cheek. It stung from Ruth’s slap. Ruth needed to ‘get’ how dangerous it was out there. She would never survive on her own. If he had to take one slap, then he was fine with that.

Still, his men had put a lot of effort into Operation Braindead. Two hours of almost solid machine gun fire, along with the dangerous laying of mines and they’d cleared the horde, his men picking off the stragglers with their high-powered rifles. Most people would have been delighted they were eliminating the enemy. But Ruth? No. She just saw her foolish escape route cut off. He locked the front door behind him. ‘Ruth?’

No answer. Jack stepped into the entry, heard the shower, so he walked down the hallway and deposited some clothes he’d selected from Ruth’s apartment and put them on the bed. She’d be pleased with the fresh clothes. He owed her that. The stink of braindead clung to him permeating his uniform so he stripped it off and threw it into the hamper. He strode naked to the bathroom knowing Ruth was in there. Shower time was fast becoming his favourite time of the day if Ruth was in there. It didn’t matter how many times he touched her; he still wanted more. Ruth wasn’t right about how he thought about her. She wasn’t just pussy for him. Hell, he hadn’t even had any of Ruth’s.

He opened the bathroom door, just as Ruth turned off the shower taps. Damn. He loved it when Ruth was at her most vulnerable. Soft and sexy. Hell. He was hard just thinking about it.

Ruth turned, took one look at him and grabbed her towel, covering herself as fast as possible. Wariness made her sky-blue eyes darken. Her hair was wet so that it was flat against her head, moulding her elfin face. She was beautiful. He’d better not come across as a sex-starved desperate even if he was a sexed-starved desperate. He needed to get things on a better footing since this afternoon hadn’t gone so well. ‘Hi, Ruth. I brought you some clothes from your apartment.’

‘Why didn’t you take me with you? I didn’t get time to pack anything precious.’

‘You slapped my face and stormed off, remember?’

‘Because you threatened to shoot my boat out of the water.’

Jack tried a different tack. ‘There didn’t seem to be a lot of underwear in your top drawer but I’ve left what there was on our bed.

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