Elle James - Navy Seal Captive

Jenna’s gaze zeroed in on his chest, and as they had so often in the past few minutes, her cheeks flamed. “I might have something,” she said and hurried toward the dresser. After riffling through her clothes for a few seconds, she surfaced with an oversize black, white and gold New Orleans Saints football jersey.

Sawyer held it up. “Are you a fan?”

“I am.” She lifted her chin. “And damn proud of it. So don’t talk bad about my Saints.”

He winked and dragged the jersey over his head and shoulders. “I wouldn’t dream of it. But isn’t the shirt a little big for you?”

“It’s perfect to sleep in,” she said, her cheeks reddening again. She handed him a pair of mirrored sunglasses and a Saints ball cap. “Ready?”

He slipped the glasses onto his face and the cap on his head and nodded. “Let’s go. But me first.”

Jenna frowned. “Do you think he might be on the other side of the door?” She stepped in front of him. “Maybe I should go first.”

“Lady, you’re killing my ego.” He smoothed his hand behind her head, grabbed those lush red curls and tugged, tilting her head back. “But you’re beautiful when you do it.” Sawyer kissed her hard on the lips, set her away from the door and reached for the handle.

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