Falling for Her Soldier 3 by Ophelia London

Author:Ophelia London
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: New Adult Romance
Publisher: Entangled: Bliss
Published: 2014-01-12T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Ellie had no idea what was going on between Sam and Hunter. But she was too miffed at her brother, and then too dizzy from Hunter grabbing her hand and pulling her out the door, to think about much of anything.

“How was your afternoon?” Hunter asked as they crossed the parking lot.

“Good,” she said. “Three classes. It was loud but fun.”

“It’s remarkable what you do. Honestly.”

“Well, you can put together a rifle blindfolded, so we both have our talents.”

Hunter’s blue eyes glanced at her and he laughed. “You’re something else. Where are you going?” he asked when she veered to the right. “I’m driving.”

“No, I’m—”

He caught her wrist, then his hand slid down and clasped around her hand. Her skin prickled happily at his touch. “Ellie, I worked on my car for seven years. Please give me this one.”

She couldn’t help surrendering to his plea. He was so earnest about his car—his baby. It was adorable. “Fine. But you have to give me something next.”

“Name it.” He let go of her hand to open her car door, and she felt his eyes glide over her body as she climbed inside, causing her skin to tingle all over again.

“So, what kept you busy this afternoon with no car to tinker with?”

“I was on the phone for a while,” he said, sliding in next to her. “Catching up with some guys from the unit.”

Ellie’s mind shot to Charlie. But it was only a mild whiplash this time. Hunter was sitting beside her, all sexy and dreamy and smelling like a sunny day. He was here, all too tangible, while Charlie was becoming more like a memory. Or a delusion.

“Cool,” she offered. “Then what?”

“Drove to Franklin High and—” He cut off, and when Ellie glanced at him, he was staring straight ahead, his long fingers gripped tightly around the steering wheel.

“Yeah? And?”

He seemed preoccupied by the road, then he messed with the windshield wipers. “Two of my friends work there,” he said. “I drop in sometimes. My brother-in-law, Jack, is the football coach and Mac teaches speech.”

“Did you play football in high school or—” Ellie had to grab her seat belt when the car swerved then corrected.

“Dammit,” Hunter snapped under his breath, his eyes darting at her then away. “Sorry.” He ran a hand through his hair. “You okay?”

“Yeah.” She peered over the hood at the road ahead. “Was there a squirrel?”

“No, I…” He pulled at the neck of his T-shirt. “I was…” He dipped his chin and exhaled out his nose. “Anyway, we should—”

“So, football?” Ellie repeated. “Did you play?”

Hunter seemed fascinated by the radio all of a sudden, switching first to a news station then jabbing the button, scanning to something loud and guitary. “Uh, yeah,” he said, glaring at the console. “A bit.”

“Oh.”

Huh. That’s odd. Most guys love reliving their high school glory days. More and more, Ellie was discovering that Hunter was not like most guys.

“So, you were just hanging out in the locker room with Jack?” she asked.

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