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He hadn’t ever realized he’d even craved normal. Or craved a relationship at all. He’d always assumed anything more than a one-night-stand or at best a brief arrangement was out of his reach. And in his line of work, what woman would be lining up to sign up for something like that even if he wasn’t damaged goods?
The Kelly women seemed to have no issues with what their husbands did, but then it was “normal” to them. It was how they’d met their husbands, not some surprise sprung on them after months of dating and then the guy casually says, Oh, by the way, I kill people for a living.
Not that killing was their official goal. In fact, they always made the effort to make their missions as clean and effortless as possible, but there was always the possibility of it all going to hell and at that point it was either kill or be killed. No one had to ask their preference on that matter.
They floated gently down the Seine, soft music playing as accompaniment to the shimmering water and the twinkling lights of the city.
His enjoyment, however, wasn’t the scenery or how beautiful the city might be at night. He was riveted to Eden, his attention focused solely on her, absorbing every smile, every expression of delight. And he found himself more lost under her spell than ever.
She was so beautiful to look at that it hurt sometimes. Like looking directly into the sun. And she was his. Later he’d take her back to their hotel room and he’d make love to her as tenderly as he’d ever made love to a woman. Eden deserved the best. Special treatment. Because she was a special woman, indeed. A breed apart from any other woman Swa
Their di
His own steak looked cooked to perfection. Seared on the outside, providing a delicious crust, and when he cut into it, the meat was just the right shade of pink. Not quite raw, but not too well done either.
Edge had ordered a steak as well, while Skylar chose the seafood platter with a variety of succulent selections.
They ate in companionable silence, occasionally commenting on a sight that passed. But Swa
She’d asked him. No one else. She’d waited for him.
At one point, Eden shivered delicately, the breeze picking up and blowing off the water. Not even giving it a thought, Swa
She let out a contented sigh and snuggled into Swa
“This has been the most perfect evening ever, Swa
Didn’t the woman know he’d get her the damn moon if that was what she wanted?
For the rest of the di
Swa
When they reached the end and docked, Swa
As before, Skylar rode on Eden’s other side, with Eden in the middle, while Edge rode up front. Eden curled into Swa
He knew his teammates likely thought he’d lost his mind. He was always the most reserved, the quiet, observant one. It wasn’t like him to take a personal stake in any mission, or at least that was the appearance he gave. In fact, every mission they went on, Swa
He would have done anything in the world to protect that little girl.
Eden nestled her head against Swa
When they got to the hotel, Swa
Once his conversation was completed, he headed to Eden’s bedroom, anticipation beating a strong pulse in his throat. He found her nude, lying in bed as though she’d been waiting for him.
“You’ve got some catching up to do,” she teased. “I’m already three steps ahead of you. I’ve showered and undressed and am in bed waiting for my man to come satisfy me.”
Swa
“Mmm, I’m guessing you won’t need any seductive wiles tonight,” she said, soft laughter in her voice.
“Just looking at you is seduction all in itself,” he rasped out. “But honey, I need to make certain you’re ready for this. We made love last night and I don’t want you to be so tender that I hurt you tonight.”
She smiled and pushed the covers down farther so more of her body was bared.
“The only ache I have will only be assuaged if you make love to me,” she whispered. “You won’t hurt me, Swa
Remembering that he’d pla
After they made love. During the postcoital glow and snuggle time, then he’d talk to her about what he wanted to discuss. Right now? The sexiest woman in the universe was lying naked in her bed, inviting him to make love to her. How the hell was he supposed to resist that?
She glanced shyly at him as he approached the bed, and he could see that she had something on her mind but was hesitant to reveal whatever was causing her shyness.
He stopped at the edge, wondering if perhaps she was harboring second thoughts.
“I have something to ask you,” she finally said, her voice breathy, as though she’d been holding her breath until she spoke.
“I think we’ve already covered that you can tell or ask me anything, Eden,” he said seriously. “You never have to worry about angering me or upsetting me.”