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again. Tonight she would get her own release.
    “Jack, stay down here and have a drink with us.” Alexis’ voice shrilled through the air as she put her hand on Jack’s biceps. “We’re not leaving until morning, so you can have a couple drinks, can’t you?”
    “Sure,” Jack said, but the way he said it let Sierra know he wasn’t at all excited about the prospect. “I’ll have a Guinness,” he requested with a smile and Sierra couldn’t stop herself from grinning back at him before she turned to grab his beer.
    Jack chose the chair next to Doug, giving himself a buffer from Alexis and her obnoxious flirting. Sierra opened Jack’s beer and set it on the table, working to not flirt, not smile to brightly, not do anything that would signal to Doug or Alexis that she had a crush on the captain of the boat.
    “Tell us the story of the time you were getting shot at and had to swim across the alligator-infested river to get away.” Alexis fluttered her long eyelashes at Jack.
    In the pit of Sierra’s stomach, jealousy hit. She had no right to be jealous, but the whole idea of this rich, beautiful, married woman hitting on the man she wanted made Sierra’s blood boil. It wasn’t right. Not on any level.
    “My team was sent into the jungle in South America, searching for a group of very dangerous men involved in weapons distribution to terrorist cells. As we got to where we knew they were staying and storing massive amounts of weaponry, they started shooting at us. Someone in our group must have tripped a warning signal, because they knew exactly where we were and were heavily armed, ready for us. Twenty of them, hidden on rooftops, behind buildings and vehicles, opened fire. One of my guys got hit in the shoulder right away, and I had a bullet graze my ear. Way too close for comfort. The only option we had was to retreat to this river where we’d seen some huge crocs earlier.”
    Sierra wanted to stand there and listen to the whole story. She was already infatuated with the man and hearing things like this, how he stared danger right in the face and won, made him even sexier. But she needed to do her job, to get another round of drinks for Doug and Alexis and their friends. They had definitely picked up their drinking pace from this morning.
    Jack paused when Sierra walked away, and from behind the bar she watched him taking a long, slow sip of his beer. She couldn’t wait until those lips were on her again.
    When Sierra walked back to deliver her tray full of drinks, Jack was continuing his story.
    “We had no choice but to go into the water. The gunfire stopped right after we went under. But that wasn’t the biggest threat anymore.”
    Doug started fondling Alexis’ breast as Jack talked. To Sierra it seemed rude, but from the moan that Alexis let out, she definitely didn’t see it that way.
    Jack ignored the activity beside him as he continued with his story. “We gave each other some distance, spreading apart.”
    Another one of the guys started feeling up his girlfriend and Sierra shook her head in disbelief.
    “We sat in that river for two hours, letting it pull us slowly downstream until dark, and then we climbed out, and just as I got to the edge I felt something brush up against my leg.”
    Doug moved his hand up Alexis’ skirt, playing with her pussy through black lace panties that everyone could now see. She grinned up at Jack, as if wanting to make sure he was watching the show.
    He didn’t smile or look in their direction for more than a second and then went back to his story and focused mostly on the one couple that wasn’t molesting each other…yet.
    Sierra was shocked at the behavior. They were all a little drunk already, but it was barely dark, they were still at the dock, and there was Jack, right in the middle of it all.
    And between sexy Jack sitting there, telling his story and the moans from the people starting to get it on, her pussy was already humming.
    Tonight’s shift