Her Marine Bodyguard by Heather Long

Author:Heather Long [Long, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Adult, Romance
Amazon: B00KEPUW8G
Goodreads: 21839593
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Published: 2014-04-30T12:00:00+00:00

“Seriously?” Shannon couldn’t be sure she’d heard him right. A part of her regretted the arrival of dawn. All night, they’d played, cuddled, had sex, and even slept. At sunrise, however, Brody had rolled out of bed and done a series of calisthenics that had her thinking about dragging him back to the sheets.

“Yes.” He sat on the sofa, lacing up his shoes. Even the sweatpants and T-shirt didn’t diminish his masculine presence. “I need a run, and it’s a good way to clear your head.”

She wore shorts and a tank top and perched on the sofa next to him. “My head is pretty clear.”

“Good. We’re going to clear my head, and you’re not going to be out of my sight.” A point he’d driven earlier when he joined her in the shower. The pleasant memory evoked a shudder, and she grinned.

After tying the first shoe, she glanced at him. “You’re amazing.”

“It’s still early, but I’ll go with that. Get a move on, Fabray. We’ve got a five mile loop to do.”

“Five miles?” She coughed. Running was one thing but….

“I like to do ten, but five will have to suffice. Need me to make it two for you?” The dare in his eyes lit her up. He could go from sober and serious to playful in a split second.

“No, I can handle five.” But she rolled her eyes and finished putting on her second shoe. “I would prefer coffee and a bagel.”

“We can have those after. Stretch and warm those muscles up,” he ordered and disappeared into the kitchen, returning a moment later with a pair of water bottles. Using a belt, he secured the bottles to his waist.

With a groan, she stood and began to stretch. Amazingly, she felt loose already despite expecting to be sore and tight. Even her bruises felt better today. Arms folded, Brody watched without an ounce of criticism in his expression.

“Hamstrings, too. How’s your hip?”

Twisting slowly from side to side, she tested the bruises. The skin pulled taut and ached. “Sore, but I’ve done worse after finishing a sculpture.” Hell, she’d done worse working on the practice pieces. Sometimes when she worked, she had to bend or twist at awkward angles and hold it for hours. Thankfully, she did yoga.

“Good. If it gets worse or you start to really hurt, you tell me.” It wasn’t a request.

The corner of her mouth curved. “Sir, yes, sir.”

“Brat.” But he laughed and shook his head when he said it. Only after ten minutes more of stretching did Brody seem satisfied. He’d tucked a phone into his pocket and sent her to grab hers. Outside, he led the way down the stairs. The cool, spring mornings were a distant memory. Already heavy and warm, the day promised to be a typical Texas broiler—though the gray clouds suggested rain.

They probably wouldn’t get so lucky.

Shannon had finished pulling her hair back into a ponytail by the time they achieved the ground floor.

“The trail starts there.” He pointed to it. “It winds through the property, in and out of the trees, and goes nowhere near the road.

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