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“This is so frustrating,it’s been four days and we hardly have anything,” Jada complained.

Gideon cared, but he was so relieved to see Jada’s body beginning to heal he was having a tough time focusing on their operation. Despite what she said about ‘whooping his ass’ he felt guilty for the pain, danger, and suffering she’d gone through. When she let slip the little nugget of information that the water in the oil barrel had been seawater, he wanted to kill someone.

“Are you done with dinner?” Gideon asked. They were now staying at a beach house rental overlooking Grove’s Beach, five minutes from base. This allowed Lark to come check in on Jada when Gideon went to work.

“You know, Honey, you don’t have to keep waiting on me. I’m really feeling pretty good. The salves they’ve given me have really worked on most of the scrapes, and I’m not feeling stiff at all. What’s more, the doc said that even the cut on my arm isn’t going to scar, so it’s all good.”

Gideon cupped her jaw, his thumb brushing her bottom lip. “I can see you healing right before my eyes. As for scars, you’ve seen mine. I wouldn’t care how many you acquire—just not because of me, okay?”

She grabbed his hand away from her face. “Okay, Gideon,” she said right before placing a kiss in the middle of his palm.

She heard him hiss.

“I was planning on taking the dirty dishes into the kitchen,” he said huskily. “Maybe rinse them off and put them in the dishwasher.”

Still holding his hand, she trailed her tongue down to the base of his thumb and then gently—or not so gently—bit down.

Gideon groaned. “To hell with the dishes.”

His free hand sank into her hair until he was gripping the back of her head, he angled her and then swooped in for a deep kiss. Boy, did that man know how to kiss.

Jada let go of his hand and slid both of her palms up his chest until they finally wound around his neck. His lips tasted hers and coaxed her mouth open. He thrust his tongue inside, invading and overwhelming her senses. Jada’s head would have fallen backward if it weren’t for his steady hold.

Jada tried to match his onslaught, but she couldn’t, she just couldn’t. Gideon was fully in charge, and she loved every moment of it. The kiss was unlike any they had shared before; it was as if Gideon was claiming her on a cellular level, and Jada’s soul felt and welcomed the claiming. Gideon was relentless in the way that he gave her pleasure. His tongue stroked against hers, then when she needed air, he took the opportunity to bite her bottom lip. The sting morphed into pleasure as he licked it better.

His kiss makes me feel like I’m flying.

She let out a giggle when she figured out he was carrying her out of the dining room and she hadn’t even realized it. He was holding her gently against his chest.

“Please say you’re heading to our bedroom,” Jada whispered.

“You’re such a smart woman.” He grinned. “It’s one of the many things I love about you.”

She cuddled closer to him and let herself bask in his tender treatment. When they got to the bedroom, he laid her softly on the light blue comforter and crouched beside the bed. She saw him eyeing her legs.

“You better be admiring my legs in these short-shorts, not obsessing about a few scrapes,” Jada warned.

Gideon chuckled. “Thank God I’d already swallowed my sip of OJ when you came into the kitchen this morning, otherwise I would have choked on it. If you ever decide to stop wearing those shorts, we need to have them bronzed.”

Jada smirked. “Then my evil plan worked.”

“What evil plan?”

“We haven’t made love since we got here, even after I threw myself at you last night.”

“Angel, I was worried about your injuries.” Gideon’s brown eyes still showed concern as he glanced back at her legs.

“So, we take things slow. I know you know how to do that, Gideon, and don’t tell me you don’t want this. I checked your nightstand, you stashed condoms in there.”

She saw him flush.

Gotcha!

“I’d be an idiot not to bring condoms when I knew I was going to be sharing a bed with you.”

Jada felt herself relax, knowing they were going to make love. She gripped the bottom of her crop top, but he stopped her.