A WILDer Kind of Love by Angel Payne

Author:Angel Payne [Payne, Angel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Military
ISBN: 9780996286107
Google: F-PhsgEACAAJ
Publisher: Angel Payne
Published: 2015-06-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

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On Tuesday morning, Tess sucked it up enough to stuff her sore breasts into a bra and report to work. By then, the lingering discomfort in her nipples was eclipsed by the enduring ache in her spirit, and chasing down terrorist assholes was the best therapy she could think of.

Returning to the routine of life—the banter of the morning show DJs, the latte in her cup holder, the morning sun glinting off the hotels along the Strip—helped toward setting Friday night in perspective. It had been a dream come true, but it was still only a dream.

And the griffin?

He still occupied every other thought she had, a force powerful enough to sway her at times. His sensual fingers, his growl of a voice, his branding iron of domination…she’d been changed in so many ways by that hour beneath his control, as if he’d been sent by fate to be her perfect fantasy lover. She even saw the purpose behind the mask that had irritated her so much in the beginning. Without his anonymity, she wasn’t sure she’d have flown so high into their intimacy.

So high…

It was crazy, wasn’t it, that a stranger could actually set her truth free the most? Yet it made the most sense of all. Since he was still a stranger, the pangs of remembering him didn’t cut so deep.

So she tried to tell herself.

Constantly.

The battle wasn’t eased by the thoughts that took up space between the hot memories. Every one of them had only one face in them.

Dan.

Sleek as his leather jacket. Rugged as his faded jeans. Dark as the night that had brought him…when he’d filled her world with sun again.

Like she’d ever needed an excuse to let him in her brain.

Still, these thoughts felt…different. He’d been different that night, all intense and touchy and practically pensive, after inviting himself in with the subtlety of an ogre. She’d been mortified, of course, that he had—not that he’d never seen her Pony PJs, bedhead hair, and ugly-cry eyes before. And not that any of it mattered anyway, now that they were going to stick to the friend zone.

It was the other shit she couldn’t bear for him to see.

The tears. The aching. The weakness—over a man she couldn’t name, much less identify even if he’d shown up at the door right alongside Dan.

But Commander Colton, for all his pushy protectiveness, had understood. Held her, consoled her, even washed away her fears that three days of sub drop wasn’t more freak-worthy than zombie Ebola. He’d told her she’d get through. He’d talked her back into stumbling one step in front of the other until she could run again.

Now, as she left the conference room after the morning staff briefing, she was pretty sure she’d have to Freaky Friday that shit back at him. In a number of huge ways.

He’d done the stumbling thing before. He could do it again now. He’d get back up again too, stronger than before, because that was what Dan Colton did better than anyone else she knew.

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