Kidnapped by a SEAL - Makenna Jameison Page 0,44

men intent to get revenge on her fiancé, she’s never been so frightened and alone.

Navy SEAL Captain Ryan Mitchell is ready to make free-spirited Sarah his wife. The SEAL teams he commands are there to celebrate their wedding day, but the one person missing is the bride herself. Although she’s exactly the type to be late to her own wedding, Ryan immediately knows something is wrong.

When the men begin retracing her steps, they discover sinister clues that she hasn’t been dealing with who she thought.

Ryan will stop at nothing to track her down. He’ll risk his career to join his men on a dangerous operation to save her. But will he make it in time for their own happily-ever-after?

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SEAL Ever After Excerpt

“You’re doing great!” Sarah Foster encouraged her patient, watching the woman continue the physical therapy exercises they’d been working on for the past hour. “Fantastic job. Practice those daily at home, and I’ll see you back here next week. We’ll have you running again in no time.”

“Awesome. Thanks again Sarah. I can’t believe how much better I’ve been feeling lately.”

The two women said goodbye, and after wiping down the equipment, Sarah walked down the hallway toward her office in her scrubs.

Her friend and fellow physical therapist Dawn was working with a patient in another therapy room, and Sarah grinned and waved before heading into her own office and sitting down at her desk. Papers were stacked in haphazard piles, a well-worn paperback rested near a package of organic trail mix, and a vase of fresh wildflowers stood to the side.

Reaching into her mini fridge, she grabbed a bottle of Kombucha tea, twisted the cap, and took a sip.

Her cell phone buzzed with a text, and she looked down to see her boyfriend Ryan’s name flash across the screen.

I’ll be here on base again tonight. Make sure you set the alarm after you get home.

Love you.

Sarah frowned, not liking that he was stuck at Naval Amphibious Base Little Creek dealing with whatever mission he was commanding for another night. Ryan was in charge of an elite team of Navy SEALs, one of which happened to be her own brother. He sent them into battle and held down operations from home while the men he commanded deployed all over the world.

Although she understood the importance of Ryan’s career and was thankful he didn’t have to deploy on ops like his men, it was still hard knowing he was busy working twenty-four hours a day, unable to come home until the mission was completed.

She snapped a quick selfie blowing him a kiss and thumbed a response.

Okay, baby. Miss you.

Pressing send, she set her phone down and took another sip of her tea. Although he’d probably appreciate her reply and photo, she knew she wouldn’t hear from him again for a while. When Ryan was wrapped up in his work, it required his complete attention.

Giggling to herself, she imagined what the men on base would think if Ryan took his own selfie and sent it to her.

Not that that would ever happen in a million years.

Sarah was as free-spirited and carefree as he was rigid and controlled—at least outwardly. He had an image to maintain on base and an entire chain of command to follow in the Navy. Ryan was excellent at what he did, and his teams of SEALs literally trusted him with their lives.

One bad decision could lead to someone being injured or killed, and she knew that responsibility weighed heavily on his shoulders.

Still, she knew Ryan didn’t exactly mind the spontaneity and craziness she brought to their relationship. They balanced each other out, for better or worse.

She and Ryan had danced around their attraction to one another for nearly a year, as opposite as night and day, but once they’d finally gotten together? It hadn’t just been fireworks in the bedroom—it was more like a damn nuclear explosion. Which made it all that much harder when he was gone for several nights. She missed him—both talking to him in the evenings and snuggling up beside him in bed every night. And the sex?

Off-the-charts spectacular.

She’d have to surprise him when he finally got