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was extremely relieved. He’d believed himself to be in top
shape, but this run—where she barely seemed winded—had kicked his ass and taken
no prisoners. He grew more impressed each moment he spent in her company.
Silence remained as they stretched out. But he ended it when she grasped the
door handle.
    “Serefina.”
    Her sweat-glistened body slowly turned towards
him. He groaned at the sight of her damp tank top pressed enticingly to her
full, firm breasts. Her shorts rode low on her hips and allowed him a peek at
her flat belly. Despite his exhaustion, he began to respond, his cock
hardening. In the shorts he wore, there was no hiding that fact. Her gaze,
however, never wavered from his.
    “I told you when we first met; I didn’t
do your kind. I broke that rule the other night. It doesn’t mean I want a
repeat.”
    “We’ve both said some things, angel.
But I’d say things have changed.”
    “Why?”
    He could read true confusion in her
expression. Blinking, he positioned himself right before her.
    “Honestly, I’m not sure.” He grabbed
her arm, holding her in place. “But it has. You can’t deny that, angel. It
began the moment our lives intersected.”
    “I can’t…”
    He pulled her close, closing his eyes
with the simple pleasure of her body against his. I’m not letting you go. The pager on his shorts went off and he
unclipped it to view the number. A frown crossed his face. Serefina stepped
back and tilted her head inside.
    “Use the phone if you need to. I’m
going to shower.”
    Lust hit him and for a moment took his
mind off the page. But she hadn’t made an offer for him to join her. “Thanks,”
he said, following her inside. He headed to the phone when she went upstairs.
    Hefting her phone, he dialled the
number.
    “Hello?” a feminine voice said.
    He smiled. “Hi, sweetness. What can I
do for you?”
    Sidra Kysenzki, his sister-in-law. A
woman who’d taken a bullet for him.
    “Taber. Thanks for getting back to me.
I tried your phone first but then hit the pager when I didn’t get a response.
Sorry for bothering you.”
    He shoved a hand through his damp hair.
“You’re never a bother, Sidra. Call anytime. What’s up?”
    “Pete and I, along with Michael and
Ayanna, are heading to
Albuquerque
to see some of their friends. Since it’s Pete’s birthday, I was
thinking—hoping—you and Cort could come out as a surprise to him.”
    Pete. His youngest brother. A naval
pilot.
    “Tell you what, I’ll call today and put
in for a few days surrounding his birthday and do my best to be there.”
    “Thank you, Taber.”
    “Anything for you.”
    “Really? In that case, is it too much
to hope you’re ready to settle down and that’s why you’re calling me back from
a number I don’t recognise?”
    “A gentleman never kisses an’ tells.”
    She laughed. “True, but we’re talking
about you, Taber.”
    An image of Serefina appeared in his
mind’s eye. “Good point. Who knows. One day, I’ll find the right woman. You
know, you’re taken, so it’s hard to find someone who can come close to you.”
    She snorted with laughter. “Excuses.
And please, we both know you don’t want me. I won’t keep you any longer; I’m
going to call Cort. Take care, Taber, and thanks again. Bye.”
    “Bye, sweetness,” he said before
hanging up.
    Sidra was a good wife for his brother.
With a brief hesitation, he went to his bag and pulled out his cell to place
the required call to work and put in for some days off.
    Serefina had showered and dressed by
the time he was finished. She stood in the kitchen when he stuck his head in.
    “Can I use your shower?”
    “Second door on the right.”
    Bag in hand, he headed to the bathroom
and took a short one, refusing to stroke his hard shaft. He would be buried
deep within Serefina when he came, not alone in a shower, even if it was her
shower. Not much later, he stood in the kitchen with her.
    “Your phone rang while you were
showering,”