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Lieutenant. ” Her sable eyes darkened to polished onyx. “While other women may like that cockiness you call charm, I certainly do not. From the moment I met you, you’ve done nothing but belittle my intelligence, place my life in danger, stand me up and now attempt to manhandle me. I don’t know what rock you crawled out of or what village is missing its idiot-”
    Jett kissed her. He had to in order to shut her up. And just as he suspected, she melted into him and moaned when he flicked his tongue against hers.
    That wasn’t to say she wasn’t having her own effect on him. His pulse showed no signs of slowing and the heat rushing through his veins refused cool now he had her in his arms. It was just another confirmation she was like no woman he’d ever known before.
    All sort of erotic images floated through his head. By the way she pressed against him; he knew her body to be toned and her breasts to be as soft as pillows. And though he had initiated the kiss, he could feel her slow shift to take control.
    Surely, she would be the same way in bed.
    One thing for sure, the longer he kissed her, the harder it became to think. His lung sang in relief when she broke the kiss; but for a fleeting moment, he was afraid that she was going to start talking again.
    Instead, she spun on her heels and marched out of the room.
    Jett smiled and shook his head as his gaze swept her backside view through the door’s glass window. Still loving what he saw, he released a low whistle to himself. “This is going to be the best nine weeks of my life.”
     
     
     
     

Chapter 8
    After the kiss, it took everything Sydney had to walk out of the classroom in a straight line. A thick fog muddled her thoughts, her knees felt paper thin, and the taste of Jett Colton lingered on her lips. What was worse, she could still feel his heavy gaze move up and down her backside. What was he thinking? Did he approve of what he saw?
    Now, why in the hell should I care?
    She burst through the building’s doors and closed her eyes to fill her lungs with Nevada’s dry air. The act did nothing in curing her ailments; if anything, it made things worse.
    “Nine weeks,” she mumbled under her breath. How in the hell was she going to avoid him that long?
    Once you’ve seen one chow hall you’ve seen them all so Sydney didn’t devote much attention to casing the place. She selected her lunch, found an empty, secluded spot, and sat down. Making new friends had never been a priority on her list and she saw no reason to change now.
    She twirled her fork through her Spaghetti bake and told herself to review what was covered in class that morning; but her mind rebelled and the kiss replayed in her head-not once, not twice, but several times.
    After awhile, she slowed the picture of Jett’s full lips descending toward her as though she controlled everything by remote control. Each time their lips met, her body experienced the same scorching heat as though it couldn’t tell the difference between memory and reality.
    “Mind if I join you?”
    Sydney’s eyes snapped up at the husky feminine voice and she felt much like a deer caught in headlights. When she reminded herself the woman couldn’t see inside her head, and most likely didn’t know about her romantic daydreaming, she relaxed. At the same time, the woman seemed to be waiting. “Excuse me?”
    Captain Trenese Post, according to her nametag, handsome face split with a wide smile. “Mind if I join you?”
    “No, no. Go right a head.” Sydney moved her tray closer and gave her new lunch-mate more room.
    Post took her seat and then jutted an arm across the table. “I’m Trenese, by the way. Friends call me Niecy.”
    Syd mentally recoiled from the woman’s sunny disposition, but stretched her hand across the table to accept the greeting. “Sydney.”
    “Nice to meet you.”
    Not knowing what else to say, she returned her attention to her half-eaten meal.
    “I see you’ve made another friend