Breaking Rules by Elle James

Breaking Rules by Elle James

Author:Elle James [James, Elle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Twisted Page Inc


Chapter 7

Dash settled Sunny on the couch, fetched a pillow for her and insisted on fastening her seatbelt. She laid her head on the pillow and closed her eyes. To avoid further temptation, Dash sat across from her, watching her chest rise and fall as she slept. She was a beauty, her golden hair pilling around her shoulders, her eyelashes making dark crescents on her cheeks and her very kissable lips were a natural rosy pink.

His groin tightened. God, he wanted the woman. Rather than continue to torture himself by staring at what he couldn’t have, he rose from his seat and joined the men up front.

“How’s it going?” he asked, leaning through the gap between the seats to stare out at the road ahead.

Paul dipped his head toward a device in the dash. “From what I can tell, by the GPS, we should arrive at our destination within the next twenty minutes.”

“That close?” Dash glanced out at the flat, barren surroundings and wondered why the people who lived here fought for this dried-up land.

He supposed that if it was all you knew, and your entire family and all the generations of your family before them had lived their lives there, it was home.

Even Killeen, Texas had more vegetation to offer than the terrain they were passing through.

Soon, the buildings and tents of the forward operating base appeared ahead.

Dash glanced back at Sunny. She sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. “Are we there yet?” she asked and yawned.

“Almost.”

“Good. I’d like to get out and stretch my legs. I haven’t worked out in a couple days, and I’m feeling it.” She stretched her arms in the air, pulling her shirt tight over her breasts.

Dash swallowed a groan. He shouldn’t be thinking about what he’d like to do with her beautiful body, when she was the target of someone who wanted to take her and, possibly, sell her to some lowlife pimp or a sheik with a harem full of stolen women.

He turned to the view ahead. “Hopefully, they have sufficient room inside the wire for you to take a leisurely stroll.”

She yawned. “One way or another, I need a walk before I get on stage.”

“You mean you don’t get enough exercise during your performance?”

“It’s a different kind of exercise,” she said. “I come away exhausted. A walk before clears my mind and calms me before I have to be on.”

“I’ll see what we can manage. I don’t want you too close to the outside fence in case someone tries to take a shot at whoever is moving inside the wire.”

She nodded. “That’s the reason I haven’t walked since I landed in Afghanistan. I was warned not to. But I need the exercise and the chance to clear my mind.”

“Then I’ll be by your side with my bulletproof vest on. For that matter, we’ll outfit you with a Kevlar helmet and a vest of your own.”

Sunny smiled. “Thank you. I look forward to our walk.”

The motorhome pulled to a



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