Navy SEAL Captive by Elle James Read Free Book Online

quirked. “You’re pretty smart.” He cupped her cheek and stared into her beautiful green eyes, wanting to do so much more. When he finally looked away, he dropped his hands to his sides. Settling the photos and note into the case, he closed it and let the locks click into place. Then he stared around the room as if for the first time. “Why the bridal suite?”
    She turned and walked toward the floor-to-ceiling windows. “It’s a dumb story.”
    â€œI still want to hear it.” He followed and stood behind her, watching her instead of the view. He liked what he saw: petite, yet strong; slim, yet curvy; smart and a bit sassy.
    â€œI was engaged to a man who found my maid of honor more interesting than me.” She shrugged. “He texted me on our wedding day that he couldn’t go through with the marriage.” She turned and waved her hand at the room. “The hotel was nonrefundable, so I came with a friend.” She lifted her chin and faced him, her eyes slightly narrowed as if daring him to laugh.
    Again, he cupped her face. “His loss, my gain. If you’d come with him, you might not have found the case and come to warn me.” He lifted her hand and pressed a kiss to the backs of her knuckles. “Thank you. And for the record, your fiancé was a fool.”
    â€œEx-fiancé,” she amended, staring at the hand he kissed. “And I agree. I’m better off without him.” She stood as if frozen to the spot, her eyes widening as her tongue swept across pale pink lips.
    Sawyer couldn’t resist. He bent to brush his mouth across hers in what he’d intended as a brief sweep. But as soon as his lips connected with hers, he couldn’t back away. He slipped his hands around her waist and pulled her close, deepening the kiss.
    She rested her palms on his chest. Instead of pushing him away, her fingers curled into him, her nails scraping against his skin.
    He skimmed the seam of her lips, and she opened to him.
    He caressed her tongue with his, fire burning through his veins, searing a path south to his groin.
    Jenna’s hands slid up his chest and linked behind his neck, pulling him closer.
    The sound of a metal lock clicking brought Sawyer out of the trance Jenna’s mouth had him in, and he lifted his head.
    â€œOh.” The woman who’d been with Jenna at the zip line stopped in the middle of the doorway, her eyes rounding. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to disturb you.” She pointed to the closet and hurried across the room. “I’ll just be a minute,” she said, tiptoeing into the room, grimacing. “Don’t mind me. Go back to what you were doing.” She grabbed a dress and raced into the bathroom, calling out over her shoulder, “I didn’t see anything. Continue kissing.”
    Jenna stepped away from Sawyer, her cheeks bright red, her eyes averted. She pressed a hand to her lips and stared out the window.
    When the bathroom door opened again, her friend smiled. “Don’t wait up for me. I might not be back. I’m taking my toothbrush just in case.” She rushed to the door, yanked it open and turned with a full grin on her face. “And for the record, Tyler didn’t deserve you. And you deserve to have fun. You go, girl!” She pumped her fist and let the door close automatically behind her.
    â€œDon’t mind Carly. She has no filter.” Jenna chuckled softly. “She’d tell you that herself.”
    â€œI get that.”
    â€œShould we catch her before she gets on the elevator and warn her about the hit man?” Jenna started for the door.
    â€œNo. Text her and tell her you’d like to have the room to yourself. That should keep her from coming back to a potentially dangerous situation.”
    Jenna texted the message.
    Carly texted back with a smiley face.
    God, she probably thought Sawyer was staying the night. Jenna’s cheeks