Special Ops Seduction by Megan Crane

Special Ops Seduction by Megan Crane

Author:Megan Crane [Crane, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2021-01-12T00:00:00+00:00


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The following morning, all the bridesmaids got up and insisted that it was time for a morning run.

“Fun run!” one of her sister’s blonder friends squealed.

Bethan’s halfhearted protests that she had to go back to her room to get her running stuff were ignored because they could lend her everything.

“Lucky me,” she murmured while Ellen snickered at her.

And then off they all went in a giant pack of giggles to do their fun run, which bore no resemblance to any kind of run Bethan ever did on her own.

“Zoe runs a 5K every two years and thinks she’s a marathoner,” Ellen muttered under her breath as they all ran about the property like a herd of prey.

“Amazing,” Bethan said in return, trying to fit in, but her sister only smirked at her.

“Yeah, yeah. You’re a badass and you probably run six marathons every morning.”

“I didn’t say anything!”

“You don’t have to say anything,” Ellen retorted with a laugh. “Your entire body says it all for you.”

“I do not, in fact, run marathons. Any morning, thank you.”

“How many miles do you actually run, then?” Ellen asked, and Bethan recognized the competitive look on her sister’s face. As it was so often the same look on her own.

She thought of Isaac’s hideous workouts. “I don’t only run.”

Her sister tilted her head slightly. “All right, then. Let’s race.”

Bethan let out a laugh before she thought better of it. “I’m not racing you.”

Ellen snorted. “Are you afraid I might actually be better at something than you?”

Bethan nudged her with her shoulder. “You’re better at a lot of things, El. But probably not physical things.”

“Coward,” her little sister threw at her, and then took off.

And for a moment, Bethan was torn. She didn’t want to race Ellen. Well, that was a lie. She was highly competitive, especially with her sister, and would enjoy nothing more than kicking her butt. But was it worth it? This was Ellen’s weekend.

“Who’s the badass now?” Ellen yelled over her shoulder.

And that decided it.

Bethan took off. She rounded the bridesmaids and went after Ellen, who was running full out down the side of the vineyard toward the house they’d left earlier. When she got closer, she realized her sister was laughing maniacally as she ran. And when Ellen glanced back over her shoulder, her face was filled with glee.

It was like toppling back in time. Bethan picked up her speed, catching up to Ellen easily and then keeping pace with her. But she found that she was grinning ear to ear herself, because she could remember a thousand races like this one. Ellen, who so often looked ruthless and severe, was lit up.

Bethan was, too. And she found she didn’t have it in her to crush her sister the way she knew she could have.

Maybe knowing was good enough.

She stayed at Ellen’s side, laughing louder the closer they got to the house. It wasn’t the kind of run that should have challenged Bethan at all, but at the same time, she didn’t spend a lot of her time laughing this hard while she was running.



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