Tuesday, April 28, 2015

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A Navy SEAL puts his training to the test to rescue a sexy news reporter from a hostage situation

Home on emergency leave, Navy SEAL Dustin "Dustman" Ford didn't expect  to run into his high school sweetheart, local news reporter Jenna Turner, figuring she'd have shaken off the dust of their hometown a long time ago. A woman as addicted to action and adventure as he was, he thought she'd have moved on. But she was still there, and every bit as distracting as she'd been when they were teens.

Jenna Turner never got over Dustin, but moved on with her life, establishing herself as a news reporter for the local station. In an effort to take on more than reporting social events and weddings, with the help of a cousin and an inside connection on the police force, she chases the hotter news items, determined to make her break into the national news scene.

Now that his father is on the mend, Dustin tests the heat with his old flame and finds it's sizzling. When Jenna is taken hostage in a religious compound, Dustin and his brothers stage a rescue operation to bring her and others out alive. 


Jenna stepped out of her SUV, climbed the steps to her apartment and let herself in, not really looking forward to a lonely night eating leftover pizza. She remembered the eggplants in her purse and snorted. She didn’t have ingredients to make stuffed eggplant. Tomorrow, she’d invite Toby over and cook for him. The two of them ate entirely too many meals from fast-food restaurants on the run between news events.

Setting her purse on the counter in the kitchen, Jenna cocked her head at the sound of running water. She turned toward the wall connecting her apartment to the next. But no, the water sound was coming from the other side of her bedroom door, which was closed.

The only time she closed her bedroom door was when her mother dropped by unexpectedly and she hadn’t made her bed.

Her pulse quickened, and she edged toward her bedroom. Her first thought was that an intruder had entered her home. She quickly nixed that conclusion. What intruder would take the time to shower?
The next thought sent butterflies fluttering through her belly. Had one of the Ford men taken her up on her offer to stay the night? If so, which one?

Please let it be Dustin.

Her heart lodged firmly in her throat, Jenna twisted the doorknob and entered the darkened bedroom. A light shined beneath the door of the bathroom. The water shut off.

Sucking her bottom lip between her teeth, Jenna closed the distance between her and the bathroom door, raising her hand to knock. She hesitated. What if it wasn’t Dustin? What if Adam or Houston had accepted her offer? They were equally handsome men, but neither of the two were the one Jenna hadn’t forgotten over the past ten years.

With her hand poised to knock, she froze. Maybe she shouldn’t appear too eager. Men didn’t like to be chased. They liked to do the chasing. Before she could turn and run back into the living room, the door opened and Dustin’s broad shoulders filled the gap.

The air seized in Jenna’s lungs, and she stood with her hand still raised, her fist clenched to rap on the door.

Dustin’s lips quirked upward on the corners. “I hope you don’t mind. I waited for an hour, but couldn’t stand it any longer. I hadn’t had a shower since I left Virginia and, since there wasn’t soap or shampoo in the guest shower, I used yours.”

Her gaze drifted downward over his bare chest and lower still to the towel he had loosely wrapped, riding low on his hips. One yank and it would fall, exposing him.

Jenna clenched her fingers tightly to keep from reaching out. Hell, she wasn’t a girl playing silly games with a boy. She was a grown woman with raging physical needs, and Dustin was just the man to satisfy her every desire.

He’d been pretty amazing as a teen, making love to her as though he worshiped her. Everywhere he’d touched her with his fingers or lips had sizzled. Her memories were so clear, she could almost feel the warmth of his hand sliding down her back, cupping her naked ass and lifting her onto the tailgate of his pickup as he stepped between her legs and made sweet love to her.

Focus, Turner, she reminded herself. Just because Dustin wore only a towel around his waist, didn’t mean he was coming on to her. He’d taken a shower because he wanted to feel clean after traveling halfway around the world.

As her gaze rested on the towel around his waist, it tented.

Holy hell, he wasn’t immune to her after all.

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