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goddamn bar surrounded by all these people, I’d take you right here.  Prove you wrong.”
    “Don’t kid yourself.  I haven’t thought of you once since I left California.”
    She flashed a glance his way, and his eyes flared in anger as he straightened, carefully schooling his expression.  The heat from where his hand had been still burned into her skin.  Marking her.  Making her long for more of his scalding touch.
    Everywhere.
    “Where do you work?” he demanded.
    “The Pentagon.”
    “We’re a long way from Washington.”
    “So we are.”
    “You’re visiting base?” he asked.
    Years ago, a computer whiz even back in college, she’d gotten an internship at Coronado.  Having Christopher working there too was exciting.  She was just a college intern, and he was a larger-than-life, sexier-than-hell Navy SEAL.  But now?  The thought of even walking around the same building with him in it made her feel dizzy and ill.  Like his mere presence there would be too much for her to handle.  They didn’t need a wall between them, they needed an entire country.  Preferably a few continents.
    “Just for the week.”
    A flash of respect shown in his eyes.  She turned away before he asked her more questions.
    No way was she sticking around Anchors, even if she did convince Christopher to leave her alone.  Not with his very presence causing her body to short-circuit.  Not with the brown eyes she’d dreamt about boring into hers.  She couldn’t breathe around him—couldn’t think, couldn’t stop the instinctive response she’d always had when he was near.
    The bartender set their shot glasses in front of them, nodding at Christopher when he waved off needing change.
    The whiskey burned down her throat.
    She felt hot, too hot.  Uncomfortable in her own skin.  Long forgotten memories she didn’t want to face were churning to the surface—good memories, bad memories.  All the other ones in between.
    “I’ve got to go,” she said, sliding down off the barstool.
    “Like hell you do,” Christopher said, lightly catching her waist in one large hand.  He was massive.  Overwhelming.  Irresistible.  “You disappear ten years ago and then suddenly want to act like nothing happened between us?”
    “ You disappeared on me , remember?” she asked, her voice steely.  “You walked out of my apartment like I meant nothing to you.”
    “Lexi—”
    “Goodbye, Christopher.”
    She pulled away from his searing hold on her waist and stormed off, nearly bumping into another wall of solid muscle. She jumped back, the hairs on the back of her neck tingling as Christopher came up behind her.  The heat from his large frame radiated off him, and her breath caught.  Just. Freaking. Perfect. Now she was stuck between two burly SEALs.
    “This isn’t over, Lexi,” Christopher growled.
    “Like hell it isn’t,” she snapped, glaring over her shoulder at him.  Thick arms crossed against his solid chest.  Soft cotton hugged his pecs.  Light stubble covered his clenched jaw.  He looked about as immobile as a mountain.  And as freaking gorgeous as a Greek God.
    “Aw, hell, darlin’.  Christopher’s not that bad.”
    She turned back and rolled her eyes at the man in front of her, obviously buddies with her ex.  He was not one of the men from the table earlier that had been watching them.  Did Christopher know everyone in this damn place?
    “He’s worse,” she muttered, brushing past him as he stepped out of her way, chuckling.
    She felt Christopher’s eyes burning into her back as she stalked off, and she threw an extra little saunter into her step.  Screw him.  No way was he going to chase after her with his friend watching.  He had way too much pride.
    Her heart pounded in her chest as she pushed open the door to Anchors and stepped out into the cool night.  The evening air bathed her overheated flesh, and she took a deep breath, sucking in precious oxygen.  She felt shaken to her core