SEAL's Embrace - Makenna Jameison Page 0,58
of his warm skin beneath her hands. He was all muscle, everywhere, and it was extremely appealing. She hadn’t dated a guy like him before, but she was insanely attracted to him. Hailey briefly imagined what it would feel like to have his body moving over hers in bed as they made love—she had no doubt he’d be an amazing lover if that kiss was any indication.
Her hand slid down his forearm to his hand, and he twined their fingers together. His large fingers between hers made her wonder what they’d feel like trailing over the rest of her body. She was so aroused from that intense kiss, she’d hated to stop. She wanted more from him. Not that anything could happen outside in front of everyone though.
She wouldn’t be opposed to snuggling up with him on the sofa when they got back and kissing some more, slowly exploring each other.
“Let’s go pick up your things,” he said, his voice gravel.
“Eager to get back home?” she teased.
“Damn, woman,” he muttered. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
She giggled beside him, and he looked down at her and grinned. “I like hearing you laugh, sweetheart. It scared the hell out of me when you were so sick the other day.”
“I’m fine,” she assured him.
“I know. I just don’t like when you’re not feeling well, and I can’t do anything about it.”
“You took care of me,” she insisted. “And I never even thanked you really for that.”
“It’s no trouble,” he assured her.
They walked back to his pickup truck, neither of them seeming to be in any hurry. Grayson held her hand the entire way, and when they finally reached the passenger door, he pinned her up against it. She eagerly clutched onto the front of his shirt, feeling his muscled chest, and he ducked down and kissed her once, twice, before reluctantly backing away.
“You’re entirely too tempting,” he said, his eyes warm as he looked down at her.
“So are you,” she admitted.
He took her hand and gently tugged her aside, opening the passenger door for her. “Are your ribs doing okay? I didn’t even think to ask with all the walking around we’ve been doing.”
“They’re good,” she said. “It actually feels better moving around rather than sitting still all day. I won’t be lugging anything heavy around for a while, but walking feels fine.”
“I’m glad. Maybe we can take a walk on the beach later tonight.”
“I’d love that,” she said, grinning. “It’s nice looking at it from your balcony, but now that my fever and cold seem to be gone, I’d love to go for a walk on the beach with you.”
“Awesome. We could’ve headed there today if we didn’t need to get so much done. This weekend the weather is supposed to be good though if you want to hit the beach.”
“It’s a date,” she teased.
“Not a date,” he countered.
Hailey rolled her eyes but climbed inside his truck. “What does count as a date then?”
He grinned. “When I pick you up at your place and take you out for the evening.”
She buckled her seatbelt, smiling as he watched her movement, his gaze briefly landing on her chest. It was flattering as hell the way he watched her. Hailey knew he respected her, too, but she had to admit she didn’t exactly mind his gaze roaming over her. Grayson was handsome, and knowing that he found her attractive despite her injuries and recovering from an illness went a long way. He’d literally seen her at her worst and hadn’t been fazed at all.
“All set?” he asked quietly as she looked up at him.
“Yep.”
He grabbed her hand and brought it up to his lips for a quick kiss. “Let’s get the rest of your errands done then, because I can’t wait to be alone with you later on.” He winked before shutting the passenger door, and her skin heated as he jogged around the front of his truck.
“Now how am I supposed to think of anything else?” she mock complained as he climbed inside.
“You’re not. But take pity on me, sweetheart. I’ve been as hard as a rock since that kiss.”
She flushed as he started the engine.
“Sorry,” she said, not sounding sorry in the slightest.
Grayson chuckled, shaking his head as he backed out of the space. “You’re feistier than I expected,” he said. “But damn if I don’t like everything about you.”
“The feeling is mutual,” she assured him.
“Then let’s get to it,” he said. “The sooner we get everything done, the sooner