nice and sweet as Jack’s kiss had been the night before, her body hadn’t reacted as fiercely as it had to Trey’s mind-blowing lip lock.
Damn it. She didn’t want to be attracted to either of them. Not Jack or Trey. No, it was more than that. She would not allow herself to be attracted. Not since the love of her life had come home from his tour of duty overseas, married and with a baby. Surprise .
Now here she was pretending to be married to one of the few guys she’d been attracted to since then. A guy who, against all common sense, she was having trouble resisting and of course, he was eyeball deep in the military.
Trey glanced her direction again. “I’m sorry, but the reality is you and I are either convincingly happily married or dead. Under normal circumstances, my behavior in the commander’s office would have been totally inappropriate, but there’s nothing normal about this situation. You cannot react to anything I do once we’re off that plane or—”
“I know. I know. I know.”
“No, Carly. I’m afraid you don’t. We may be under twenty-four-hour audio and visual surveillance even in our hotel room. We have to act married, day and night. No breaks. No downtime. ”
She whipped her head around to stare at his profile as he drove. “Are you saying I’m supposed to have sex with you?”
His throat worked as he swallowed. “It shouldn’t come to that. Hopefully we’ll be in and out quick…out of the mission I mean. One or two nights maximum.”
“What if we’re there longer?”
“We won’t be.”
“What if we are?”
“We’ll figure something out.”
Not liking the sound of that, nor the fact her insides had done a total flip at the thought of having sex with Trey, Carly crossed her arms over her chest and stared out the side window.
“Carly.”
“What?”
“We may have to get pretty intimate. I have to know you won’t react like this during the op if I have to touch you.”
“I’ll be fine.”
“Look at me.”
Finally, she turned away from the window to face him.
“Are you going to be okay with all of this?”
“Why don’t you have any faith in me?”
“I do have faith in you or I wouldn’t have said yes when the commander asked my opinion on your coming.”
“Then stop questioning me.”
“It’s a lot to deal with. You’re not trained for this. I need to know that if things get serious you’ll be okay.”
“Yes, damn it. Once we’re off that plane, I’ll be the perfect little obedient wife. Okay? But right now, can you please stop talking about this and leave me alone?”
Trey’s raised eyebrows were his only reaction to her hissy fit as he concentrated overly hard on the road ahead.
She drew in a deep steadying breath. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine. This is a lot to deal with all of a sudden.” His voice was kinder, gentler than it had been the entire car ride. He was probably afraid she’d totally break down and start to cry or something.
Out of the corner of her eye, she watched the well-built muscles flex in his arm as he spun the steering wheel and guided the car into the airport entrance. Those arms could very well be wrapped around her as they pretended to be married. She pictured them together as they tried to convince the cameras and microphones they were married. Need coiled within her and she became very aware of the lower parts of her body.
Trey had no idea how much she was trying to deal with right now.
Inside the airport, Trey placed a hand on the small of Carly’s stiffened back and guided her toward the terminal where the private jet waited. He took it as a good sign she didn’t slap his hand away after her meltdown in the car earlier.
As they waited in line to go through the metal detectors, he slid his hand up over her shirt. Gently cradling the back of her head in one hand, he leaned down and touched his lips to hers, watching her reaction closely. Her eyes drifted closed, opening again to stare into his