Breaking Rules (Delta Force Strong #2) - Elle James Page 0,26

They knocked heads as the they came down on the mattress.

Dash laughed, rubbing his head. “I don’t know what you find disconcerting about riding back here.”

She rubbed a hand over her head where she’d hit his. “It’s not safe, for one. And it’s not conducive to sleeping.”

“You have a point. But if you were a kid, this would be where it’s at.” He winked and pushed to his feet.

She chuckled. “You’re right. A child would find it as much fun as a carnival ride.”

Holding onto the wall, Dash reached for her hand, drawing her up into his arms. “I would have liked to continue our…conversation…but I don’t want to give you a concussion. Your fans are expecting you to deliver a concert tonight.”

Sunny wrapped her arms around his waist. “You’re not much of a rule follower, are you?”

“I find it doesn’t get you anywhere. If you want something, and you’re not going to hurt anyone in the process of getting it, you should go for it.”

“My grandfather felt the same way. People criticized my grandparents for encouraging me to go into the entertainment industry so young. But he always told me that, if I wanted something, I should go for it. I shouldn’t let anyone get in my way or tell me I was doing it wrong.” She looked up into his eyes.

“And what do you want now?” Dash asked.

She hesitated, drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I want you.”

His eyes flared, and his arms tightened around her. “I feel there’s a but in there somewhere.”

She nodded. “But, there are all these rules you have to follow. You’re not supposed to fraternize in a war zone. I had a few of my own rules where my bodyguards are concerned. We can’t just ignore everything.” Her heart skipped several beats at the hunger in Dash’s eyes. “Can we?” she whispered.

“To hell with the rules,” Dash said and crushed her to him, claiming her lips.

They didn’t come up for air until the coach hit another bump in the road.

“You’re going to end up hurt if we don’t move forward in this tank,” Dash said. “Come on. We can continue this discussion when we make our next stop.”

He led her out of the bedroom and into the living area. The two men up front were deep in a conversation about sports. They weren’t aware of what had happened between Dash and Sunny.

At least, Sunny hoped they weren’t. She didn’t want to get Dash in trouble for kissing her. She wondered just how much trouble he could get into for kissing her…?

If it wasn’t much, she’d like him to do it again.

To hell with the rules.

Chapter 7

Dash settled Sunny on the couch, fetched a pillow for her and insisted on fastening her seatbelt. She laid her head on the pillow and closed her eyes. To avoid further temptation, Dash sat across from her, watching her chest rise and fall as she slept. She was a beauty, her golden hair pilling around her shoulders, her eyelashes making dark crescents on her cheeks and her very kissable lips were a natural rosy pink.

His groin tightened. God, he wanted the woman. Rather than continue to torture himself by staring at what he couldn’t have, he rose from his seat and joined the men up front.

“How’s it going?” he asked, leaning through the gap between the seats to stare out at the road ahead.

Paul dipped his head toward a device in the dash. “From what I can tell, by the GPS, we should arrive at our destination within the next twenty minutes.”

“That close?” Dash glanced out at the flat, barren surroundings and wondered why the people who lived here fought for this dried-up land.

He supposed that if it was all you knew, and your entire family and all the generations of your family before them had lived their lives there, it was home.

Even Killeen, Texas had more vegetation to offer than the terrain they were passing through.

Soon, the buildings and tents of the forward operating base appeared ahead.

Dash glanced back at Sunny. She sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. “Are we there yet?” she asked and yawned.

“Almost.”

“Good. I’d like to get out and stretch my legs. I haven’t worked out in a couple days, and I’m feeling it.” She stretched her arms in the air, pulling her shirt tight over her breasts.

Dash swallowed a groan. He shouldn’t be thinking about what he’d like to do with her beautiful body, when she