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One stormy night. One woman alone. And one hot SEAL with amnesia...
âď¸âď¸âď¸âď¸âď¸ "a wonderful tale"
As a combat hardened Navy SEAL, Thom Grande has fought terrorism around the globe, but he canât fight his ex-wife. Or her lawyer. Or the alimony payments. Just when he thinks his life canât get any worse, bad luck smacks him up side the headâliterally. Now heâs got a traumatic brain injury and canât remember his own name. The good news? He canât remember his ex-wife or the woes sheâs causing him either.
Virginia Starr has the worst luck ever with romance. But maybe her luck is changing because one hell of a hot man just showed up at her door in the middle of the night. One problemâhe canât remember anything, including who he is. The more Ginny sees, the more she realizes, that might not matter all that much.
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The hand came out of nowhere, covering her mouth and pulling her back against something big and hard. She screamed but barely any sound came out past the fingers blocking it.
She dropped the flashlight. It fell to the floor of the barn and the beam went out, plunging her into darkness.
It was like a horror movie, but this was very real.
She couldnât move, never mind run.
Her heart thundered. She gasped for breath but the steely hand was so large it blocked her nose and her mouth.
Heâwhoever this was who had captured herâwas going to kill her. She knew it. She was going to die, here and now, just like every stupid heroine in every horror movie and it would be her own fault.
All alone, in the middle of a snowstorm with no power, sheâd chosen to wander out to the barn, right into the grasp of the killer.
READ MOREHad she been in the audience for this horror show, she would have been yelling at the too-stupid-to-live heroine on the screen right along with everyone else.
If this was the end, she wasnât going to die quietly.
Ginny kicked backward, nailing the man in the shin with her boot. Probably not the most effective defense but he had her in an iron grip, pressed up against a body that felt as hard as granite.
âShh! Theyâll hear you.â He spoke low, his mouth pressed close, his voice rough and intense.
It had been so long since sheâd had the heat of a manâs words against her ear . . .
Focus, Ginny!
Despite the husky voice and hard body, this man was most likely a lunatic whoâd throw her in a hole in the ground, fatten her up and then wear her skin like a coat after he murdered her.
âIs anyone else outside?â he asked, just as softly as the first time he spoke.
He moved the hand over her mouth enough that she could answer. âNo.â
Shit! She should have said yes. That her big, burly husband the Marine was in the house cleaning his guns and heâd be looking for her any second.
Too stupid to live. Yup, she was living up to the horror movie heroine stereotype perfectly.
He was shivering behind her, shaking so badly the vibration traveled through him and into her. She realized his jacket was soaking wet. Her hands gripping his arms that held her were starting to freeze just from touching him.
Maybe he wasnât a killer, and just a nutcase. In that case, kid gloves were required.
She asked in as calm a voice as she could muster, âWho are you hiding from? The police?â
âNo. The targets.â
âThe who?â Ginny asked.
âThe insurgents.â
âThe insurgents? Um, where are they?â
âBuilding A. According to the plan we rehearsed back at the base, Alpha team was to hide in the storage shed, building B, and take the targets by surprise while they slept. Bravo team is behind the goat shed waiting on our signal.â
âLet me guess, the goat shed is building C?â
âYes, but I canât find the rest of Alpha team and I lost my communicator. We didnât plan on an American civilian. What are you doing here?â
Oh, boy. He definitely wasnât all there. At least, he wasnât here where she was.
âUm, where exactly do you think you are?â
âI told you. Building B.â He sounded frustrated by her question.
âYeah, the storage shed. Got that. I meant, what country do you think weâre in?â
He hesitated at her question. His breaths came quicker while his grip on her loosened.
Slowly, she turned in his grasp and took a step away. He let her go.
Now would be the time to run. Sprint for the house, lock the door, find her cell phone and call the police.
Instead, she stood frozen in place listening to his teeth chatter in the darkness.
âWhere are we?â he asked.
âMassachusetts.â She hoped her answer didnât send him into some sort of fit.
âMassachusetts,â he repeated it before letting out a shaky breath. Then again, everything on him was shaking.
âYouâre wet and freezing. Come inside.â She shushed the voice in her head that kept repeating the word stupid, followed by skin coat.
Blindly, she pushed the barn door wider. She abandoned the flashlight. The bulb was probably broken, even if she could have found where sheâd dropped it in the dark.
The moonlight would offer enough illumination for her to get to the house. She stepped out of the barn and into the snow, wondering if heâd come and not sure she wanted him to.
When she turned back she saw he had followed her out of the barn. He stood in the snow, his arms wrapped around himself as he looked around, as if seeing it all for the first time.
Afraid theyâd both freeze to death, she reached out and touched his arm, gently to not set him off into another delusion. âCome inside the house?â
He nodded.
That was a relief. She was even less prepared to deal with hypothermia and frostbite than she was for this storm. And a man frozen to death in the yard would be hard to explain to the homeowners.
Stepping in her own footsteps she started for the house. A half a dozen steps later, Ginny realized that sheâd forgotten to latch the barn doorâthe whole reason sheâd come outside in the first place.
It didnât matter. The banging wouldnât keep her awake because she seriously doubted sheâd be getting any more sleep tonight. Not with Mr. Alpha Team in Building A with her.
COLLAPSEJen on That's What I'm Talking About wrote:I LOVED IT!!!! This was the perfect little novella in this great SEAL-Romance series!! - 5 Stars
a steamy story