his arms. His mouth claimed her, full of passion and possession.
His firm hands gripped her bottom and pulled her tight against him. His erection thrust into her, and she wrapped her arms around his neck wanting him with an intensity that should frighten her but didn’t. He pulled her thighs up around his waist and carried her back to the bed they’d recently vacated.
He positioned them so she was straddling his hips. “You don’t know what you do to me,” he said in a low voice.
Her hot, wet body opened for him, ready and wanting. “Yes, I do. Because I feel it.”
At the same moment he drove his hips up and plunged inside of her, a hoarse cry tore out from somewhere deep inside of him. As if he’d been holding that in forever.
Her third climax of the night came hard and fast and simultaneously with his.
Jenny woke early the next morning to find Jared staring at her. “Morning.”
“About time you woke up.”
She glanced at the clock and smiled. It wasn’t even six. He reached for her, but she scooted away, laughing at his frustrated expression. “Wait. I have a surprise for you.”
He pressed the length of himself against her. “My surprise is bigger.”
She melted right there, right in his arms. “Considerably.”
Later—much later—she was in the kitchen making him a surprise breakfast, though it wasn’t much of a surprise any longer. The only way she’d been able to leave the bed was by telling him what she was up to. Even then, he hadn’t wanted to let her go. Not that she’d wanted to all that much either. But she’d made him promise to stay put. He’d made her promise to hurry.
She’d already read the directions in her cookbook twice—determined not to screw up the waffles. She read them a third time and then began to make the batter. As she waited for the first one to cook, she put on a pot of coffee and tried to ignore the hollers coming from upstairs telling her to hurry up. She was going as fast as she could, and the adorable rat knew it.
The first waffle was a complete disaster, the second a little crispy. But the third and fourth ones didn’t look too bad. Smiling, she put everything on a tray and headed back upstairs.
“About time,” Jared said when she stepped through the door.
She held up the tray, immensely proud of her cooking accomplishments. “I made all your favorites.”
Naked, he got out of bed and took the tray from her. “You’re my favorite.” He set it on the dresser and pushed her down on the bed. He followed.
“Breakfast,” Jenny began.
“Can wait.”
She grinned and ran her hand over his bare chest. “But aren’t you the one who keeps telling me breakfast is the most important meal of the day?”
He untied her robe and kissed the soft hollow of her neck, then trailed kisses down until he reached the rounded top of her breast. “I’m an idiot.”
She laughed, and neither of them cared that the food got cold.
Sometime around eight, the phone rang.
“Let it ring,” Jared said.
Jenny kissed his jaw and decided that morning stubble only added to his good looks. “It’s probably my mother, and if I don’t answer, she’ll drive over.”
With a growl of sexual frustration that matched her own, he gave her a playful push. “We don’t want that. But make it fast.” His smile was full of wicked promises.
Jenny grabbed her robe and went into her bedroom, the room with the nearest phone. “Hi, Mom,” she said automatically, not bothering to glance at the caller ID. Her mother was the only person who ever called this early in the morning.
There was a long pause. “This is Captain Tom Beckett. I’m trying to reach Commander Jared Worth.”
For no reason she could define, Jenny suddenly felt cold. Ignoring the impulse to deny that there was anyone here by that name, she said, “One moment, please.”
She carefully set the phone down and went back to the other room.
“The call is for you,” she said to Jared. “A Captain Beckett, I think he said.”
An expression she couldn’t read came over Jared’s face. Without a word, he got out of the bed, pulled on his Levi’s without underwear, and went to take the call.
Jenny sank down on the bed and waited.
She didn’t know how much time had passed when Jared walked back in. One look at his face, and she knew.
“Tell me.”
He didn’t join her on the bed. “That was my CO. He