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“Sorry.” I started to slip it down my shoulders, but his hand landed on my mine as he tugged it back in place.
“Don’t. It’s incredibly sexy seeing my name on you.” His eyes flared as his thumb brushed over my collarbone.
“I’ll return it tomorrow.”
“Dr. Knight.” Keith was suddenly in the hallway, and I noticed Ty didn’t attempt to put any space between us. “Beckett, good. Zero-six-hundred, we all head to Camp Green.”
“Copy that,” Ty responded, and I nodded.
“Maybe, ah…” Keith struggled to say something to me. “Speak to Savannah about what it can be like there for females.”
“Meaning?” I chuckled and wondered exactly what he meant.
“Young soldiers tend to be inappropriate around women such as yourself.”
“What exactly am I?” I rather enjoyed watching Keith trip over his own words. I really wished Savannah would come right about now.
“Beckett?” Keith looked at him for help, but there was no help there except a huge grin. He retreated to safety downstairs. I choked with laughter as I looked back at Ty, who watched me while he shook his head.
“That was mean.” He chuckled.
“No, that was fun.” I waited a beat. “Well, goodnight, Ty.”
“Goodnight.” His gaze dropped down me one last time before he went to his room.
Ty
“No.” I stood in the doorway of Ivy’s bedroom when she opened it the next morning. “No way.”
Her skintight white dress with its thin brown belt showed every single one of her gorgeous curves. The little cleavage that showed was enough for my mouth to run dry. She turned a moment to glance back into the room, and my eyes went to the slit up the back of the skirt.
“How long have you been standing there?” She looked back at me then made an attempt to brush me off.
“Wear this.” I handed her one of my t-shirts and she held it up. “Wear it with jeans and do one of those knot things Sloane does with her t-shirts.”
“As flattered as I am that you care, the answer is no. This is way too big, and I don’t wear jeans on the job.” She took a step back and set it on the table inside the door.
“Ivy.” I rubbed my head and tried to suppress my urge to command.
“Tyler,” she used my full name, and that grabbed my attention, “I think you’re forgetting that I’m a professional and have years of experience. I often work one on one with soldiers in my office, alone. I am quite capable of choosing the appropriate attire.”
“I’m a grown man and also a professional, but I can barely handle myself around you,” I grunted.
“You’re horny,” she shot back, and I held her gaze.
“Can you blame me after last night?”
“Come on.” She grabbed her phone off the table. When I went to reach for my t-shirt, she stopped. “No.” She pulled it from my hand and held it to her chest.
“Are you going to wear it?” I felt a glimmer of hope spread through me.
“Yes,” she tossed it on the bed, “just not right now.”
“Ivy.”
“I know you’re used to getting your own way, but not this time.” She grinned and pointed with her head to show I was to follow her toward the stairs.
It wasn’t too long before we turned off the highway and down the long side road to where the camp was nestled in the middle of the woods.
