Rescued by the Marine by Julie Miller

Author:Julie Miller
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2018-07-10T18:52:55+00:00

Chapter Eight

A fist of guilt punched Jason square in the gut.

“I thought you said you weren’t hurt.” The emergency lantern from his pack cast enough light through the murky shadows of the hunting shack off Pinewood Trail that Jason could see the bruises up and down Sam’s arms, along with the shiner on her shinbone, scraped-up knees and the soiled bandage on her shoulder where her tracking chip had been removed.

“Jason!” It wasn’t like there were any walls in this place. He’d already changed into a clean T-shirt and shorts before sliding back into his cargo pants and thin-knit sweater and tying on his boots. He hadn’t expected to catch her half-naked. The arm over her sweet, full breasts and a hand in front of the boxer shorts she’d scrounged from Marty’s go bag did little to hide her beautiful, battered body from his worried perusal. “A little privacy, please?”

He obediently turned away, although the image of every curve, every strand of toffee-blond hair hanging loose and finger-combed into unruly waves, and every injury he should have prevented was indelibly imprinted on his brain. It didn’t help that he could hear her moving behind him, finishing a sponge bath with a moist towelette.

“I am so setting up a memorial fund of some kind to honor your friend Marty,” she said, followed by a quick gasp. He peeked over his shoulder to see her hooking her bra back on and tugging it into place. “The water, snack bars and extra clothes he packed in his bag are lifesavers, as far as I’m concerned. And an unopened toothbrush? That’s the best treasure I ever could have found. Jason!”

He held her gaze for a charged moment, feeling the temperature in the tiny cabin rise, even though he’d nixed the idea of building a fire in the structure’s crumbling fireplace. He liked her better in that bra she’d rigged with straps from cutting up the girdle thingy that had cinched her body from shoulder to thigh, covering up all the best parts of her rounded, earth-mother figure. He’d like it even better if those boxer shorts she was wearing were his.

The rush of interest stirring in his groin finally made him politely turn away to face the door. Whoa. Where had that possessive thought come from? He hadn’t been with a woman since Elaine. Hadn’t really been interested in finding anyone—partly because he’d been raw with guilt and grief for a long time after Elaine’s death, and partly because he didn’t want to saddle anyone with all the mental garbage that came with getting involved with him.

But a day with Sam Eddington had him thinking about the connections that were missing from his life. She had him wanting to be physical with a woman again. She had him opening up and sharing things he’d talked about only with his therapist. She had him wishing he had the right to do more than protect her, wishing he could explore where this surprising attraction between them might lead.

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