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He pulled out his phone rather abruptly and started punching at it as he kept most of his body turned toward the window. Did he have a boner or something? Why couldn't he face me?

Someone took his call, and he started talking low with lots of codewords and military lingo I didn't understand. I got the impression he was making plans for tomorrow, or today, since it was after midnight. The clock on the nightstand said it was 1:13 am. An unlucky number.

I closed my eyes and tried to collect myself. I figured we were staying here for the night, wherever here was. My happy place had been attacked. My routine was shot. I didn't even have any clothes. My husband was still missing, and my brother-in-law was a tempting hot stick of beef.

Pop-pop-pop-po. The sudden crack of four fast gunshots clawed at my brain, digging to get into my memory.

My heart raced and my bones chilled as I struggled to control my breathing. Pain on my arms distracted me. Ididn't even realize I'd been doing it, but there were new marks from my fingernails. I clenched my fists, willing myself to stop, but my nails found a way to dig into my palms.

Darn it. I forced my hands under my hips and held them still with the weight of my body.

Chapter 10 Skin Care

Magnum

My dick was still hard as steel, and I'd left her in the bed ten minutes ago. After talking to Vander, I went to the bathroom to wipe the glass shards from the floor.

My brother's girl. My brother'swife. Could not fuck her. Absolutely should not touch her. Completely off-limits.

But damn, her skin was soft as velvet, little moles scattered among golden hills and valleys. Those injuries did not belong on skin that pure.

The arch of her waist. Full, round breasts. And those fucking white school girl underwear. Really wanted to take her for a ride on the Magnum Machine. I'd bet she'd come alive under my skilled hands.

I lied when I said I didn't blame her. This was totally her fault.

She was the one who wiggled her hips. She was the one who whimpered and acted all cute. My dick was just reacting to it.

No matter what she did, I needed to stay in control. This whole situation put her deeply entrenched in the do-not-fuck category. Even if she didn't end up with Gavin, she was a virgin and probably couldn't handle me even for a second.

She was the type that you touch, she expected you to love her. The kind that wanted stability and a boring life. I did not bang those girls. I rarely came within talking distance of those women. My brother put me in proximity with this one.

Then my goddamn brother disappeared and left me with her.

He should've known better. What the hell was he thinking? I'd be finding out his lame answers as soon as he resurfaced or I tracked him down, whichever came first.

"Are you tired?" Her soft voice pulled me from my thoughts.

"Still amped up." Both from the explosion and from being so close to her nearly naked body. How did she hide those curves all this time? I usually noticed stuff like that right away.

"Me too."

I chuckled. "Sure, you're a raging bull."

She hadn't moved from the spot I'd left her. She was still there on top of the covers with her hands tucked under her. She'd better not be touching those white underwear or hurting her arms.

In my bag, I found a black tee that was close enough to be considered clean and brought it to her. "Here. Put this on." I needed to see her arms and cover up the rest of her.

I turned my back and cleaned the glass from the floor next to the bed while she put it on. I tossed the towels in the trash before looking at her. "You ready?"

"Yes."

Damn, she looked cute in my tee. She was sitting at the top of the bed with her legs out in front of her, crossed at the ankles, her hands folded neatly in her lap. There were some new marks there, but not as bad as the first time I'd seen them.

Her gaze raked slowly up and down my chest and torso. Her eyes flared and locked on the trail of hair above the waist of my pants. I chuckled and rubbed it with my hand.

Drink it in, baby. Looks tasty. Don't it?

She gasped and looked away like she'd seen a ghost. Cute.

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