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close to his groin. With a low growl he pressed his body against hers grinding his prominent arousal into the heat between her legs. Stunned at the hunger searing her, a needy whimper escaped her lips.
    Oh God, she should push him away, run, anything… But she didn’t want to. God no. Her legs wouldn’t stop shaking and she realized with a shudder that she was wet.
    Brady leaned down and bit lightly on the sensitive place below her ear. She couldn’t hold back a soft cry. He dragged his beard shadow across her tender skin and growled softly, “You smell so fucking good, Tiffany. Fresh, spicy… and sexy. Yeah, honey, so goddamned sexy. I need you, baby.”
    Clinging to him, helpless to stop trembling, she realized that the song had come to an end and he was still holding her in his arms.
    She whimpered, “Brady, help me.”
    He held her close and murmured, “It’s okay, darlin’. I’ve got you. Oh yeah, baby, I’ve got you now.”
    Seeing that the people close by were staring at them, he put his arm around her shoulders and began to ease her away from the dance floor. Tiffany’s face was burning hot. She could only imagine what she looked like. But she didn’t know if she could walk without stumbling if she let go of his arm. At that moment a deep voice caught their attention. Swallowing hard, Tiffany turned to see General Thornton coming toward them.
    The General frowned slightly as he approached.
    “Uh, excuse me. I didn’t mean to interrupt. I wanted to personally thank you both for a job well done. And by the way, Colonel, that was an excellent speech.”
    Brady nodded. “Thank you, General.”
    Tiffany marveled that he was able to respond. She was grateful when Brady eased his arm down and held her around her waist. Although her legs were beginning to steady, she was still shaky.
    The General focused on her. “Colonel Schaefer is correct, Captain. You are a supernova. We are fortunate to have you on our team and in the active military. I hope you don’t allow this scoundrel to tempt you into following him and Gardner.”
    Confusion rushed over her and she was certain it showed on her face. She murmured, “Um, ah, no Sir. That’s not an issue, Sir.”
    The General nodded, “Good. I’m glad to hear that. Bad enough that we lost both Jake and Brady. Sure as hell would hate to lose you.”
    He turned to Brady. “Can I bend your ear for a moment, Colonel? Will you excuse us, Captain?”
    Brady frowned. “Uh, perhaps we could meet—”
    “Hell, man. This’ll just take a minute. Marty told me about the comm equipment you brought into the op. I need to know more about it.”
    Grasping Brady’s elbow, he said, “This’ll just take a moment, Brady, and then you can get back to the charming company of the Captain.”
    Brady gave him a reluctant nod and released his hold on Tiffany.
    He murmured to her as he turned to follow the General, “I’ll be right back.”
    Tiffany fled to the ladies room. She was relieved to see that she didn’t look as bad as she’d feared. Oh yes. Her eyes were dark, flashing and her cheeks were definitely pink. Her lips looked swollen, puffy. She concluded that she looked like a woman who was about to be fucked and couldn’t wait.
    She closed her eyes and leaned against the stall door until she got her breathing under control and her heart stopped pounding in her chest.
    Pulling out her phone, she punched in the number for the valet stand. By the time she captured her wrap and raced to the front door, her car was waiting.

Chapter 8
    She hadn’t been inside five minutes when there was a knock at the door. She closed her eyes and swallowed hard.
    Brady’s voice was low, commanding.
    “Open the door, Tiffany.”
    As if her legs weren’t a part of her, Tiffany walked to the door and opened it.
    She’d expected him to be angry but he had a quirky smile on his face.
    She stood in the doorway and forced herself not to stammer.
    “What do you want?”
    “That’s an easy