Zulu by Sybil Bartel

Author:Sybil Bartel
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: The Alpha Elite Series
Publisher: Sybil Bartel
Published: 2022-08-12T00:00:00+00:00

Parisa

The text came in one minute before seven a.m., local time.

Your Favorite SEAL: Good morning, Beautiful. How’s my favorite Kitten?

I read it a second time, lingering on his third and last word as heat flushed my cheeks.

Before I lost my nerve, I typed a response.

Me: A smart woman would ask who this is.

An even smarter woman would have checked the contact list after he’d had my phone in his possession weeks ago when he’d uploaded that app, but it’d never occurred to me that he’d program his number in, let alone the name he would use.

His reply was almost instant.

You’re Favorite SEAL: You better not be questioning the intelligence of my favorite Kitten.

Before I could respond, another text came through.

Your Favorite SEAL: And for the record, it’s me, sweetheart. Just like the programmed contact says—Your Favorite SEAL.

Me: I know several SEALs.

Your Favorite SEAL: Only one’s your favorite.

Me: How do you know?

Before he replied, a picture came through.

I sucked in a sharp breath, and this time, it wasn’t my cheeks that flushed with heat.

Curled against his muscular body, my hair splayed all over his hard chest, my arm shamelessly across his chiseled abs as I held on to him—the photo was of me and him in my bed while I was sound asleep. The picture taken from his perspective, as if he had held the phone by his face to capture the exact viewpoint he had, his left arm was cradled around my back, and his fingers were woven through my hair like he was caressing the long, dark strands.

Pinpricks of awareness tingled across my neck and shoulders as I stared at the pretty, muted light casting across the image from the first rays of that morning’s sunrise over three weeks ago as it had crested the horizon line.

The image didn’t show his handsome face, but it gave me a photo to go with the memory. The length of his long legs stretched out on my bed, the expensive drape of his custom suit pants as they strained over his impossibly muscular thighs, his crossed ankles and bare feet—all of it struck me now as it had that night—it was so seductively intimate.

I’d never seen a sexier picture.

My cell pinged with a new text.

Your Favorite SEAL: Oh, I know, Kitten.

Heat flushed across my entire body.

Me: Do you refer to all women as felines?

Your Favorite SEAL: First, I’m insulted. Second, you’re my only Kitten, woman. Third, are you jealous?

The flush intensified, and I knew I shouldn’t, but I liked what he’d said, even though I didn’t respond to it. Instead, I did what I always did. I diverted.

Me: You’re up early.

I thought about changing the name he’d programmed for himself, but I couldn’t bring myself to.

Your Favorite SEAL: Nice evasion tactic, Kitten. We’ll talk about that later, but for now, I’m letting it go.

Another text came in before I could reply.

Your Favorite SEAL: And not early where I am, beautiful.

Me: Where are you?

I shamelessly asked because I had been thinking about it all night.

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