Saving Amber (NCIS Series Book 4) by Zoe Dawson

Author:Zoe Dawson [Dawson, Zoe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blue Moon Creative
Published: 2020-07-31T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

The first faint hint of dawn had already crept into the room, and Amber awakened, a heavy lethargy swimming through her, the weight of Tristan’s arm around her middle anchoring her. She felt as if she didn’t have a muscle left in her entire body.

But the pleasant feeling was suddenly dominated by a feeling of enormous responsibility. This was all her doing. All hers. She was not going to let anything detract from what had happened the previous night. She just wasn’t. For once in her life, she was not going to assess her actions—or his. And for once in her life, she was not going to be logical and rational. Her much-vaunted sensibleness could just get stuffed. For once, she was going to follow her heart.

It was an easy road to take, snuggled securely in the curve of Tristan’s big, beautiful body. Tucking her hands under her face, she basked in the afterglow of finally getting this man to be honest about his needs, his feelings, because there were some. She was quite sure of that. Her heart stumbled as she recalled everything that had happened in that bed. He was amazing, and she had lost count of how many times they’d made love.

Her thoughts stirred up a sexual restlessness in her. She closed her eyes, wanting it to happen all over again. Wanting to turn into his arms, wanting to feel him awaken, wanting him to slip inside her.

Her breathing suddenly uneven, Amber took a hard, deep breath and opened her eyes. She had to use the bathroom, but she didn’t want to disturb him, especially since his arm was tightly around her, as if in his sleep, he was afraid of losing her.

She got a bit discombobulated about that. Then he shifted, sighing softly, in a wholly male, totally sexy, deep way, breathing her name on a wisp of sound.

She turned toward him. God, he was so beautiful—and she noticed the scars on his body she was sure were shrapnel. Low on his rib cage, an unmistakable round mark that could only be a healed bullet wound. She reached out and traced the raised tissue. Her hand looked small and delicate against his wide rib cage, pale against his sun-warmed skin.

She let out a heavy sigh, then took a deep breath, maintaining control. She wasn’t going to lose it, not here, not now, not with him.

She wasn’t a fool and no matter how connected she was to him, the reality was he was entwined with the corps. His identity was deeply entrenched.

“Amber…” he murmured, “…smell good.” He rolled onto his stomach, his breath leaving him on another sleep-filled sigh and warming her shoulder.

Amber realized that having knowledge about what Tristan really did for the Marines gave her an unfair advantage over him. First off, she knew more about him than she’d told him, and second, she’d had time to mesh the man with the file.

He was more than just a sniper and his file held a lot of classified information.

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