Page 38 of Changing the Game


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The sexy sigh she breathes out when her hands slide up under my shirt and rest on my bare pecs is intoxicating. And my dick grows hard as steel, wanting in on the action.

As if sensing what I need, she wraps her legs around my waist and her arms around my back. She rubs her chest against mine with a moan at the delicious sensations of her soft curves fitting perfectly against the hard planes of my body. Our tongues dance a slow dance. Learning. Exploring. Setting every fucking nerve ending ablaze, like a live wire skipping across a street, ready to set fire to whatever it touches.

Her nails dance across my waist and tug at my belt as I run my tongue down her neck, stopping to trace lazy circles over her racing pulse.

Carys clings to me, grinding against me.

The heat of her pussy tempts me to take this further than we should.

Not yet.

Not here.

Not like this.

She deserves more. Better.

She deserves flowers and dinner. Promises.

She doesn’t deserve the back of a Jeep.

“Carys...” Unfocused eyes stare back at me, scorching my soul. “I—”

My phone rings in my pocket, and it’s not just any ringtone.

Fuck.

I pull back and rest my head on top of hers as she groans. “Ignore it, Coop. Please tell me you’re going to ignore it.”

“I wish I could.” I yank my phone from my jeans and look at the screen. “It’s Command. We’ve got to go in.”

“Now?” Her hands fist my shirt. “Like... you need to goin, in? Like you’re getting sent somewhere now?” Her words are fast. Clipped... and scared.

I expected frustration, but what I see instead is fear, and I never want to be the reason this woman is afraid. “Yeah, baby. I’ve got to go in. We all do. It’s part of the job. Can I drive you home first?”

She kisses me again nervously and runs her hands over my face. “Will you let me know before you leave?”

“Yeah. I’ll let you know as soon as I can.” Her eyes well up with tears. “Please don’t cry.”

Carys sniffs as she forces her tears back and sets her shoulders tight. “Thanks for saving me tonight, Coop.”

I kiss the freckles on the bridge of her nose, then haul her against my chest.

A week ago, I’d have been thrilled to get spun up again already.

Funny how quickly your perspective can change.

* * *

An hour and a half later, we’ve been briefed on a mission gone wrong.

Alpha Team—a unit out of Virginia Beach—has been in the Sudan on a mission, but their cover was blown by a former British special agent.

Charlie Team is being sent in to pick up where Alpha Team left off.

Once Command gives the orders and clears out of the room, Ford stands there, arms folded over his chest, staring at me. “Sinclair. You’re supposed to be on a plane for sniper school in two weeks. If you miss the start, you can’t just drop in when you get back. We understand if you want to skip this one, so you don’t risk fucking that up.”

I close my laptop in front of me and stand up with it in hand. “Not a chance, Master Chief. I’m not letting you guys have all the fun without me. Axe would never let me live it down.”

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