Free In the Line of Fire by Jennifer LaBrecque Page A

the right woman never was available.”
    â€œSo does that mean you found the right woman?”
    Andi could be as relentless as their mothers. “Itmeans that’s why I’m not married. Don’t read more into it than that.”
    She cocked her head to one side. “You know I had the worst kind of crush on you from about ten to thirteen before you and Rion went away to college.”
    She’d had a crush on him? “Really?” He’d had no idea.
    â€œYou didn’t know?”
    â€œNo clue.”
    â€œAre you serious? I thought you were the best-looking boy in Savannah.” She looked at him across the distance of the front seat, her look searing him. He clenched the steering wheel tighter to keep his hands to himself. “I’ve changed my opinion now.”
    â€œThat’s no surprise.” He stole a quick glance at her tempting décolleté. “Considering you’ve grown up.”
    â€œAh, you did notice.” The husky note in her voice seemed to stroke along his nerve endings. “I don’t think you’re the best-looking boy in Savannah anymore.” She moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue. “I’d say you qualify as the best-looking man these days.”

6
    â€œW HAT DO YOU THINK? Half an hour?” Colton said when they pulled into the parking lot of the supercenter.
    He had to be kidding. “At least forty-five minutes. I’ve got to outfit myself from head to toe—and buy a suitcase.” A woman walked by in the parking lot, pushing a cart. She did a double take and then smiled at the two of them. “Not to mention everyone in the store is probably going to stop me because they’re going to have a comment or question about me showing up in a wedding dress.” A horrifying thought came to her. “I won’t be able to try anything on.”
    â€œBut you know what size you wear.” Colton might be logical to the nth degree but he wasn’t getting it.
    â€œIt’s not like men’s clothes. Different brands fit differently and sometimes you don’t know until you’ve got something on that it’s going to be butt-faced ugly on you or make you look fat.” Think, Andi, think . She’d always thought well on her feet.
    â€œI don’t see how you’re going to try anything on with that dress.”
    She had a stroke of brilliance. “I have an idea and it will ultimately make everything go faster and smoother. You go in and buy me one outfit I can change into. Bring it to the car. We’ll drive around to the back of the store and you can step outside while I change in the car. Grab a change of clothes for yourself while you’re in there and your shopping will go faster too because I’m sure the uniform gets comments and attention.”
    â€œYou want me to buy you a dress?”
    He was so cute. The man lived in a state of danger and was in command of God knows how many troops, but he looked nearly done in at the prospect of having to buy a dress for her. “Just grab me a dress and a pair of flip-flops. Trust me. This will work so much better than me trailing around in there in this getup.”
    A family walked by and a little girl with blond ringlets pointed and waved. Her mother and father eyed them with an indulgent smile. Andi automatically waved back.
    â€œI think you’re on to something,” Colton said. “That dress is definitely an attention grabber.” She knew without a doubt the neckline had caught his attention more than once. She’d felt him looking at her. What she wanted, however, was more than looking. With near desperation she wanted to feel his handsand his mouth on her flesh. Likewise she wanted her hands and mouth on him.
    â€œSo is the uniform, Major Sawyer.”
    He gave an exaggerated sigh. “What kind of dress?”
    She laughed but there was something sweet and intimate about the moment. It