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“We had to go into hiding. Had the Taliban found us, they would have killed us.”
Breely pressed her hands to her cheeks. “How did you get out?”
“The man I was with at the tavern, Hank Patterson, sent a plane and a team to extract us.” Moe’s lips twisted. “Kind of ironic. The pararescue specialist being rescued. But, if it weren’t for Hank and his team of Brotherhood Protectors, I wouldn’t be here today.”
“And now you work for him.” Breely smiled. “Doing what you do best. Helping others.”
“That’s the idea.” Moe motioned for the waitress. “Now that you know my life history, what do you say we check out a comedy or jazz club?”
Breely nodded. “Yes, please. But I’m paying for dinner.”
The waitress brought the check. Breely counted out wads of bills she’d earned in tips until she had enough to pay the bill and leave a nice tip.
Moe didn’t try to stop her, even though he figured she’d spent most of her cash. The woman was stubborn to a fault. Still, he wouldn’t let her go hungry or sleep on the streets.
They left the Irish pub and made their way down the street to a comedy club. The place was packed to the point no one else was allowed to enter until some came out.
They continued past a jazz club with the same story.
“If it’s all the same to you,” Breely said. “My feet hurt, and I’m tired. Could we go back to the room?”
“Absolutely,” he said. “I was just trying to give you a taste of the city.”
“And you have.” Breely slipped her hand into his and leaned against his shoulder. “I loved the Irish pub, the food and walking along the city streets. And thank you for letting me get to know you better.”
Moe held her hand all the way back to the hotel and didn’t let go until they crossed the threshold into the room.
At that point, he thought it best to sever the connection. He had promised not to touch her unless she asked him nicely.
They hadn’t known each other long enough to take anything to the next level. He wouldn’t push it. It wasn’t his style. Women came to him willingly.
His gaze followed Breely as she made her way to the window.
He found himself wishing they’d known each other longer and that she would ask him to make love to her.
The chances of that happening were slim to none.
No matter how much he tried to reason with himself, the devil in the back of his mind was banking on the long shot.
Chapter 6
Breely toed off her shoes, then collected her brush and toiletries kit. “If you don’t mind, I’ll jump in the shower first. I don’t take long, and I promise not to use all the hot water.”
“Go for it,” he said and stretched out on the bed, folding his arms behind his head. “Wake me up when you’re done.”
Her heart throbbed at the sight of Moe, his black T-shirt with the black denim jeans, lying against the snowy white duvet cover, a strand of his black hair falling over his forehead.
Breely longed to reach out and brush the strand back and drop a kiss on his lips.
Her breath caught and held.
What was she thinking?
That she was alone in a hotel room with a sexy man who’d vowed to leave her alone.
Unless she asked him to do otherwise.
One of his blue eyes opened. “Are you okay?”
