Leather, Lace and Rock-n-Roll by Mia Dymond

Author:Mia Dymond
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, humor, military, contemporary, music, navy seal
Publisher: Mia Dymond

As soon as Hawke finished dazzling the crowd, couples returned to the dance floor and several champagne corks popped.

Cameron leaned toward Rachel. “Do you need a break?”

“I could use one.”

Rachel followed Cameron to the ladies’ room and crowded next to her at the mirror. “So why are we in here? Your nose doesn’t need powder.”

Cameron pulled out her lipstick. “Who said anything about my nose? We’ve been so busy you haven’t told me about your trip with Music Man.”

Rachel shrugged. “What’s to tell?”

Cameron colored her lips then made a smacking noise with her mouth. “If there’s nothing to tell, you need to drop him like a hot potato.”

Rachel sighed, then smiled. “Well, you know how I feel about flying. All I could think about was crashing. But I sat between Hawke and Max.”

Cameron bobbed her head from side to side. “Not a bad place to be in an emergency.”

“My thought exactly. We had a really good time.”

Rachel paused and Cameron eyed her reflection in the mirror. “And?”

“I’m thinking about sticking a toe or two in to test the water.”

“What changed your mind?”

While Rachel elaborated on the rest of the day, the gleam in her eyes made Cameron’s gut clench. Maybe she shouldn’t push so hard. Rachel could end up heartbroken. In fact, chances were pretty good this thing with Hawke would end, badly or not. Could Rachel pull this off? Could she have a fling without attachment?

“Cameron!” Rachel waved a hand in front of Cameron’s face. “Hello?”

“Sorry.” Cameron backed up against the counter. “Continue.”

“He has kids. He took me to meet them and their mother.”

Cameron dropped the lid to her lipstick. “He’s married? I’ll kill him and Max can’t stop me!”

“Wait!” Rachel placed a hand on Cameron’s forearm. “I was kidding, sort of.”

“Sort of? What does that mean? How do you sort of have kids?”

Rachel picked up the lipstick tube and handed it to Cameron. “The kids are foster children and Hawke is their benefactor. Francie is the house mother.”

Cameron shook her head and tossed her lipstick into her velvet clutch. “Wow. A humanitarian. Didn’t see that one coming.”

“Me either. I was pleasantly surprised. And, you should’ve seen Max.”

Cameron tilted her head to one side. “What about him?”

“He was just one of the kids.”

“Huh.” Cameron opened the door and waved Rachel through. “Sorry I missed that.”

Rachel and Cameron made their way back across the conference room, stopping and chatting along the way. Once back at the table, Rachel put her bottle up to her lips and let the cold water slide down her scratchy, dry throat. Conversation always made her thirsty, but it seemed worse tonight. Maybe it had something to do with Hawke and his luscious self. Every time he looked into her eyes or grazed her with a touch, her mouth went dry.

Cameron plopped down in the seat next to her and picked up a program to fan the air around her. “Is it hot in here?”

Rachel searched the room until her gaze landed on Hawke. “Definitely so.”

“Rachel?” Cameron stopped fanning and leaned over.

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