Guarding Brielle_Special Forces_Operation Alpha by Nicole Flockton

Author:Nicole Flockton [Flockton, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aces Press, LLC
Published: 2018-06-25T16:00:00+00:00

An hour later, Tim was sitting back on the couch, a glass of wine in his hand. “Are you sure I can’t help you clean up? It doesn’t seem fair. You cooked, I should clean.”

She waved him away. “Loading the dishwasher isn’t strenuous, besides you’re my guest. When you cook for me, I’ll sit on the couch and you can do all the work.”

“Trust me when I say you don’t want to taste my cooking. I never acquired the skill.”

Brielle walked into the room and he looked his fill. Her whole persona seemed lighter than it was when they’d first got to her place. In fact, she looked as happy and relaxed as she’d been when she’d been waiting for him by his car.

Her vanilla scent wafted over him as she sat down beside him. He threw an arm around her shoulder and encouraged her to rest against his side. A sigh of pleasure rippled through him when she did just that, tucking her head just under his chin.

“Maybe I can help you,” she said

“Huh?” All his thoughts were on how perfectly her body fitted against his side. How she was soft in all the right places.

Now he understood what Joker and Italy had been talking about when they’d said they were more contented and less restless with a woman they cared for deeply by their side.

Fuck, he really need to put a pin in the way his thoughts were heading. There was no guarantee that after a couple of dates, he and Brielle would work out. Being around him might not be good for her mental health and she might decide she’s better off without him. He should enjoy the time with her and stop wishing for things he that may not happen. Just because two of his teammates had found that kind of joy in their lives, didn’t mean he would with Brielle, even if he wanted it badly.

“You said you weren’t very good at cooking and I said maybe I could help you.”

“Right, yeah. Maybe you could. I can make a pretty decent grilled cheese sandwich.”

“Everyone can do grilled cheese. Like everyone can fry an egg or scramble an egg.”

Tim recalled his attempt at scrambling eggs. “Not me. I tried scrambling eggs once. Trust me when I say once was enough.”

Brielle lifted her head away from the resting spot on his chest. “Sounds like a good story. Wanna share?”

Tim took a final swallow of his wine and placed it on the table next to the couch. “Well not only did I manage to burn them, but I burned the toast and all together it tasted like rubber. I stuck to frying an egg after that. You’re right, I can at least do that well.”

“Were you, umm, making them for only yourself?” She tried to make the question light, but underneath he could hear the question she was really asking—did he make them for a woman. Scrambled eggs were more a breakfast food than a food you ate at dinner, and yes he’d been making them for a woman he’d been dating for a few months.

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