“If you really
wanted to reach me,” he flung the words at her, “you
could’ve.”
She bit down on
her lips to control her anger. Yelling wouldn’t
solve anything.
“You weren’t at
the base and no one would tell me where you were.”
She sat up and leaned toward him. “You didn’t answer
your phone. I left messages on your voice mail, you
never called. I left a message with your commanding
officer, and again nothing. I sent you letters, but
they were returned to me as addressee unknown.” She
reined in her emotions with a deep breath. “I
thought you were dead, killed in action on some
secret mission.”
His face went
white. “Oh God, Ava, you thought…”
=Without warning,
he leaned forward and pulled her onto his lap. His
hand caught her behind the head before he captured
her mouth. Her lips parted to allow him entry. His
hand caressed her stomach, swollen with his child.
I’m so sorry. I
didn’t know,” he breathed against her cheek before
kissing her again. She’d forgotten what a great
kisser he was. Kissing him back, she melted against
him.
His arousal
pressed against her hip. What had she done? In less
than fifteen minutes, he had her eating out of his
hand. She needed her wits, but they’d abandoned her.
Damn. Raging hormones left her horny all the time
and the one man she wanted held her. Another kiss
wouldn’t hurt. Or another.
Finally, Sean
broke the kiss. “We need to talk.”
“Uh-huh.” She
kissed him again.
