Hot SEAL, New Orleans Nights (SEALs in Paradise) by Delilah Devlin & Paradise Authors

Author:Delilah Devlin & Paradise Authors [Devlin, Delilah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-12T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Thibaut walked around the outside of Josette’s house, checking the exterior for obvious points of entry. He wished he had a weapon or that Josette had a big, mean dog, but he guessed that Tom Fowler was a coward, and all he’d really need were his own two fists should the man try anything.

At least, while he was here. What would happen once he left? If they didn’t find Fowler to arrest him, and couldn’t link him to the attacks, Josette and Amelie wouldn’t be safe.

He sat on the top step of the porch stairs, scrolled through his contacts, then tapped his commander’s number.

“Hey, T-Bone, how’s N’awlins?”

Thibaut smiled at his familiar, gruff tone. “Ran into a bit of trouble.”

“You in jail?”

He chuckled. “No. A friend of mine’s found trouble. Her shop in the French Quarter was torched and another friend was injured. I’m going to need more time.”

“You think about that other thing?”

Thibaut let out a long breath. “I’m still undecided.”

“Well, I’ll handle the leave extension. Another two weeks do it?”

“I think so.” God, he hoped they had Fowler behind bars by then.

“You take care.”

“Yes, sir.”

When he ended the call, he leaned back on his elbows and listened to the night’s sounds. Nighttime in the South was anything but quiet. Crickets, frogs, dogs howling in the distance.

Behind him, the front door opened and closed. He didn’t move because the steps were light, and he caught a whiff of Amelie’s fragrance—a hint of some white flower his mother grew in her garden and her own womanly smell. Suddenly, his groin felt a little heavier.

He looked up at her. The porchlight was turned off, but the moon provided enough light he could see her expression. He patted the step beside him. “Sit with me.”

“Not worried about the mosquitoes?”

“They don’t seem to find me very tasty.”

“Are they crazy?” she teased and settled beside him.

He glanced at her poppy-covered dress. “You’re still wearin’ it. What did I tell you about skirts?”

She arched one fine eyebrow. “Figured I was safe out here. No way would you flash the neighbors.”

“Damn right. I don’t like sharin’,” he said, lifting her hand and giving her knuckles a kiss. “I asked for more time. Two more weeks.”

Her smile was quick and sweet. “I’m glad. You’re needed here.”

“I can’t promise more.” And he wouldn’t tell anyone here he was considering getting out. Not until he was sure.

She swallowed. “I know.”

He let go of her hand and placed his arm around her.

She leaned into him and rested her head on his shoulder. “I like this.”

“Me, too.”

“I wish…”

Don’t spoil the moment… “Shhh… Maybe we shouldn’t talk.”

“And maybe we should…?” She turned her head. “That day…”

“Amelie…” he said, his voice a low warning growl.

She heard the warning but didn’t stop. “You lettin’ me go like that… You broke my heart.”

“You’re the one who decided to go.”

“It wasn’t going to be forever. I never intended for it to be forever.”

“Sure felt like it.”

“If you’d asked me to stay, I would have.”

He held still. “Then why go at all? You knew I was crazy about you.

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