The Found Warrior: Navy SEAL Romances by Hart Taylor

Author:Hart, Taylor
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ArchStone Ink
Published: 2018-08-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Blaine marveled at the way the rest of the week’s pattern turned into anything except a SEAL kind of pattern. He usually woke between eight and ten to the sound of the jukebox. He would contentedly go be the coffee boy, watch her paint, read on the lawn chair. Elena would go into the gallery for a few hours, and he’d find himself consumed with making her the best dinners he’d ever made; he’d taken to looking up different marinades online. She’d convinced him that his appreciation of art was weak, so he’d spent one of the days being dragged from gallery to gallery. He’d insisted she really didn’t know baseball enough to hate it, so they’d taken in an amateur baseball game at Yankee Stadium one afternoon. She took that opportunity to negotiate and get him to eat another hot dog. They’d gotten into the habit of long walks after dinner where they would talk and talk and talk about everything and nothing. And he’d even forced her to spend a day having an Avengers marathon, because she just had to understand why Marvel superheroes were better than DC.

He found himself falling deeper and deeper in love with her. Wanting her. Needing her. As they hit day nine, he thought about how he only had five more days. Or really, four, counting the travel day.

After finishing a dinner of chicken dumpling soup, she asked him, “Can we talk about those letters? Because you kinda shut down about him too.” She said it quietly.

He sighed, not wanting to deal with the real reason he’d come to New York, but this woman would make him. “You don’t give up, woman, do you?”

She pressed her lips softly to his. “I want to know everything about you too.”

And with that, he was lost. “Fine.” He went and dug out the letters, and she met him in the living room.

He sat and stared at the pile of letters. He judged there were roughly six or seven, and yes, the letter on top was addressed to him.

His mouth was dry. Dang it, how could his father still do this to him, even from the grave?

He couldn’t bring himself to touch them—especially not the one on top. He wondered what he would have done with them if Elena weren’t here.

“Penny for your thoughts.” Elena sat next to him, easily scooting into him.

He loved the way it was with her. So easy. He put his arm around her, smelling her coconut fragrance. He’d never had what they had before, and he loved it.

Elena nuzzled into his neck. “Do you want to know what I was thinking a couple of days ago when I was out on the deck painting while you were making dinner?”

“That you wanted to touch my face.”

She grinned. “Close, but no.”

He pulled her closer, turning to get into better kissing position. “Well, I’m always thinking about kissing you, woman.”

She gripped his face with both of her hands, pulling him to her.

Their lips met, sending fire rushing through him.

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