Loch and Key by Shelli Stevens

Author:Shelli Stevens [Stevens, Shelli]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781619221277
Google: vMOZAgAAQBAJ
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Published: 2014-04-29T04:00:00+00:00

“Are you singing, Chief?”

Guilty as charged. It was Monday morning and Brett had been enjoying being alone for the quiet start. He usually arrived a half hour earlier than the troops did, using the time to check e-mails and read over what had to be done today. Get shit in order. Not to mention it allowed him to watch from a distance to see who, out of the twenty-four troops he was in charge of, was late or who was early.

And this morning he’d been so deep in thought he hadn’t even realized his men were arriving.

Brett wiped the sappy smile off his face and turned to face Simmons, who’d come up behind him. There was still ten minutes ’til day check started.

“I’m not much for singing.” Not usually.

“No. I’m pretty sure you were, Chief.” Simmons grinned. “‘Whiskey River’? Willie Nelson, right?”

Shit. Caught red-handed. “Surprised you’d be familiar with that kind of music.”

“My grandpa used to sing that song all the time. Grew up on Willie Nelson.” Simmons folded his arms across his chest. “This wouldn’t have anything to do with a pretty Scottish girl named Kenzie and the Highland Games would it?”

“None of your business.”

“Right, of course.” The sailor’s lips quirked. “How was your head yesterday?”

Hell, was he really taking shit from one of his men? “You know what? You should go line up.”

“Yes, Chief.”

Simmons must’ve gotten the unspoken reprimand, but it didn’t stop him from laughing softly as he made his way to join the rest of the troops.

Well shit. He should’ve expected some ribbing from the guys this morning. They’d finally succeeded in getting their chief drunk. Only they’d had very little to do with it, Kenzie had done all the work.

But they were the ones who’d gotten his drunken ass safely home—only after a visit to Taco Bell, of course. They could enjoy the memory, because it sure as shit wouldn’t be happening again anytime soon.

Brett leaned back in his chair and continued to watch his troops file in. Getting ready for shift on a summery Monday morning, with his mind slipping back in time twenty-four hours.

Breakfast in bed. Luscious breasts in his hands. His mouth. A sexy strawberry blonde kissing his neck while she stroked him off in the shower.

After just over a year of not touching, or being touched by, a female, he’d come in her hand like Mount St. Helens.

A year. When the fucking hell had he ever gone a year without sex? Maybe in his teen years when he’d been single. Then there was the time he’d come close while married to Eden and he was out on the ship. He’d returned to find his wife not in the mood—only later to realize she’d been getting her rocks off with another sailor who’d been on shore leave.

Now here he was single and with no reason not to be out sleeping around if he wanted. But that was just it. He only wanted one woman and, unfortunately, it watered down his desire toward the rest of the female population.

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