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.“Sit down.” Iceman, gentleman that he was, stood up and pulled out chairs for the two women, with Diane beside him and April next to Mustang.“April works with me at the law firm,” Diane said, looking at Fletch.“She’s a whiz of a paralegal who gets stuck with everyone’s work.I finally convinced her it’s okay to come out on a weeknight.You don’t have to wait for Friday.But be careful.She hasn’t been inoculated against SEALs yet.”Her actions gave the lie to her joke about SEALs, however, as she leaned into Iceman and they exchanged a kiss that nearly set the table on fire.“Nice to meet you,” April told him in a voice that danced over his skin like angel whispers.He finally got his jaw off the floor.“Same here.”He hitched his chair just a little closer to her, and a subtle fragrance, a mixture of floral and spice, drifted into his space.He was well past the horny teenager stage, but tonight, he sure felt like one.He draped his arm across the back of her chair, barely touching her shoulders, and just that minimal contact zapped his nerve endings.When her full, pouty lips turned up in a smile, his cock sprang to life and tried to hammer through the zipper on his fly.What the hell?This was not like him at all.But she had the same innocent but sexy charm as Viv, and the combination was a punch to the gut.He was famous for his iron control at all times, as a SEAL and a man.Yet sitting there, he had an insane desire to strip her naked and do all manner of things to her.He couldn’t help wondering how someone so soft-looking would react to his particular sexual preferences.Damn!Don’t do it, he told himself, even as he inhaled her delicious floral scent.Before you get in over your head.Don’t do this again.But she drew him like a magnet to steel, and before he knew it the words tumbled out of his mouth.“How about dinner tomorrow night?” he asked.“Are you busy?”She tilted her head and pretended to think.“Busy? Let me see.Wash my hair? Or my car? The kitchen floor?” She grinned.“I think I could squeeze you in.”“Seven o’clock work for you?”“Yes.That will be fine.Give me your cell, and I’ll program in my information.”A hum of excitement skittered through him.A real date.Not a hookup or a night at the dungeon.As he watched her slim fingers punch buttons on his cell to program in her phone number, it disconcerted him to realize that, in his efforts to protect himself emotionally, he might actually have become someone he didn’t like too much.“There.” She handed the phone back to him, biting her lower lip.“I, um, don’t usually jump at an offer so quickly.” She looked at the others around the table.“But Diane’s my best friend and Charlie seems like a really great guy.I guess they’d be your recommendation.”He was startled.He needed to be vouched for?Mustang, you’ve been hanging around with the wrong kind of women.Already he wished it were the next night.One date, he told himself.One night.Then he’d walk away.****What a crock that had turned out to be.She was everything he’d shied away from for the past fifteen years.They meshed on so many levels it astonished him.It amazed him how many shared interests they had and how easy conversation was with her.But April Coe was a forever kind of woman, and he didn’t do forever.Not even a little.He’d vowed never again to open himself up to such emotional pain.Yet, dumbass that he was, he kept going back.Even thought about taking her for a visit to the Hendersons, the family that raised him after his parents were killed in a plane crash.Maybe she’d like the ranch.Ride horses with him.He could show her the horses sired by the mustang he broke, the one that gave him his name.Why did he even consider it? Why couldn’t he just break this off like he did with every other woman? After all these years, he hadn’t expected to ever be so vulnerable again, and it frightened him.Jesus, he was in a pile of shit.Maybe he should take time to visit the ranch between this mission and the next.He hadn’t been there in a long time.The Hendersons were good about not bugging him, but he owed them a debt of gratitude he could never repay.It just seemed after Viv he shut down on everyone.Okay.He’d put it on his To Do list.Maybe a few days riding his latest mustang would get his head back in the game.“Thinking about the sweetest month of the year?” Iceman teased, breaking into his mental wanderings.“The one right after March? First time in forever I’ve seen you trailing after someone with your tongue dragging the floor.”Mustang grunted and did his best to ignore the remark.Iceman laughed.“Okay, pretend you didn’t hear me.” His voice sobered.“But take it easy with her, okay? I know how you are with women, especially the ones outside the club you go to.April is different.Not to mention the fact she’s Diane’s best friend.Try to remember that and treat her gently.”Treat her gently?“I thought that’s what I was doing,” he snapped.“Maybe.” Iceman stared at him through his goggles.“But this is the longest you’ve been with a woman in years.I keep waiting for you to break it off.Oh, wait.You’re getting to that point, right?”“My business,” Mustang growled.“Except that Diane will be all over my ass if you make a mess of it.I’ve known you a long time.It’s time you finally got rid of that hair shirt you’ve been wearing for years.”Hair shirt.Was that what he’d been doing? Well, it was no more than he deserved.He couldn’t remember the last time a woman got to him in any way other than sexually.Anytime he’d allowed it to happen.Not since—Okay, think it but don’t say it.Not since the tragedy.Not since what happened with Viv and his feeling of utter helplessness at not being there when she needed him.It didn’t matter how many people told him it wouldn’t have made one whit of difference.His anger at himself and the pain went beyond what he’d ever thought possible.A lot of time passed before he was able to finally lock away the compartment in his brain where he kept that memory.And memories of her.It was the last time he gave his heart to anyone.Now he gave only to the SEALs and was damn glad of it.He had a well-earned reputation as a serial dater, and he liked it that way.No strings.No ties [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]