Take No Prisoners Series
Two Navy SEALs jeopardize their lives and hearts in a battle-torn land when they vie for the love of one sexy Night Stalker helicopter pilot
Reed Tucker doesn’t believe in commitment, not when you’re a SEAL deployed in dangerous situations that could lead to death or dismemberment. Until he tangles the sheets with one hot pilot, Delaney O’Connell. His phobia against commitment is challenged when his best friend asks Delaney O’Connell to marry him and she doesn’t say no.
As a helicopter pilot for the 160th Night Stalkers, Delaney O’Connell knows the risks of loving a SEAL. She’s ferried her share of soldiers and frogmen into and out of danger. All she asks is that Tuck own up to his love for her. When he allows his friend to ask her to marry him without staking his own claim, she’s hurt and disappointed. When his friend loses an arm in battle, she can’t refuse his hand in marriage, not when he’s sacrificed so much for his country. In love with one man, about to marry another, she’s torn. Caught in a triangle of his own making, Tuck can’t dishonor his friend by stealing his fiancé.
Tuck and Delaney must come to grips with the happiness they owe themselves and the happiness of their friend who has given so much of himself.
When she emerged from the shower tent, wearing her flip flops and carrying her boots and uniform, a shadow slipped up beside her.
Before she could throw her boots at him, he slipped an arm around her waist, crushing her back against his front and clamping a hand over her mouth.
"Shh. It's me, Tuck." He dropped his hand from her mouth and turned her to face him.
"Damn it, Tuck. You can't go around scaring a girl to death all the time."
"You were so deep in thought, I'd have startled you either way. At least this way I get to hold you in my arms for a moment."
He wore a tank top, gym shorts and tennis shoes.
"How'd you find me?"
"I pulled a few strings." He bent to sweep her lips with his. "Are you mad?"
"I don't want anyone getting the idea we're fraternizing."
He eased her into the deeper shadows between a tent and a Quonset hut made of sturdy metal. "How's this?"
She raised her arms, pressed her body into his, her damp towel, T-shirt and flight suit dangling down his back. "Better." All he had to do was part her robe and...
Tuck slid his hand up the back of her thigh and beneath the edge of her robe, cupping her naked bottom. She'd gone to the shower with only her robe and what she'd been wearing, so flustered by her talk with Lindsay, she'd forgotten clean underwear and her pajamas.
Now she was glad she had.