SEAL Camp by Suzanne Brockmann

Author:Suzanne Brockmann [Brockmann, Suzanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fiction, Thriller
ISBN: 9780999464564
Publisher: Suzanne Brockmann Books
Published: 2018-05-02T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

“We’ll be right behind them,” Jim reassured Ashley as the SEAL World van—Dunk behind the wheel with Clark riding shotgun, Thomas King in the back with Kenneth—peeled out down the drive toward the main road that led to Sarasota and the hospital.

“Let’s hurry,” she said, heading swiftly toward the path to the RVs.

Thomas—when he wasn’t apologizing profusely for failing to hear their walkie-talkied request for help—seemed certain that Kenneth’s appendix was inflamed, or had even burst.

Kenneth had been desperate for someone to go to his RV, find his phone, and bring it to the hospital so he could get in touch with his parents. Dunk had tried to reassure him that Lieutenants Slade or O’Donlon would call his folks from the SEAL World office, to keep them fully informed of the situation.

But Kenneth’s ability to be reasonable was hindered by the intense pain he was experiencing. And he didn’t relax until Ashley promised to find his phone and bring it to him. So Jim had likewise volunteered to drive her—which also allowed him to change his puke-encrusted pants.

Now, Ashley slowed as she clearly realized he was struggling to keep up with her.

She dropped a very uncharacteristic f-bomb. “You hurt yourself carrying Kenneth down the trail, didn’t you?”

“I’m okay.” No way would she have bought fine. Not from the way he was limping. “Are you?” From the amount of paint on her shirt, she’d walked—no, probably run—straight into an ambush. Although…

“I’m not the one with a potentially burst appendix,” she pointed out, “so I’m kind of great.”

Jim smiled. “Yeah, good way to look at it. Me, too. But I’m not sure why you’re covered in red paint. I mean, yellow’s in there, but…”

“Bull and Todd went turncoat,” she informed him. “Can they even do that? Is that even a real thing in paintball?”

He caught her arm at the fork between their two RVs. “Are you telling me that Bull and Todd shot you…?”

She nodded.

“I’m gonna freaking kill ’em.”

Her smile was beautiful, if over too quickly. “Thanks, but you don’t have to. I’m okay.”

“Those things can bruise.”

“I thought they only stung.”

“Can I see? I want to see. Lift your shirt.”

Her eyebrows went up.

Jim refused to back down. He waited. He knew he could out-wait damn near anyone.

“Usually, I like to kiss a man first,” she said. “Before I flash him.”

It was meant to be a joke, but he was not in the mood. “Great,” he said. “Let’s do this, then.”

And he lifted her chin, leaned down, and covered her mouth with his.

Her lips were soft and warm and he could practically taste her surprise—although maybe that was his, because holy Jesus not only was he kissing her, but after that initial moment of Whoa, she was kissing him back.

Soft turned to something else—which wasn’t to say that her lips weren’t still deliciously soft, but they were suddenly something more, too. Something that matched the way her arms went up around his neck and the way her body was suddenly pressed against his.

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