Rescue Me
throat.
    "I was into you. In every way a man can be into a woman I was in… to you." He plunged deep, sending them both over the edge in a shower of sensation that lasted a long, long time.
     
    Sam kissed her shoulder. "Our ride's here."
    "Hmmm." She stretched, then wrapped her arms around his neck. "I thought we had a late checkout."
    She took a little nip on his lower lip. "How'd you manage to get dressed without waking me up?"
    "Special ops training. Up and at 'em, sweetheart. We have a reservation at another hotel. One with a soft bed, and no roommates."
    "Woohoo."
    Her smile zinged through Sam's blood stream like liquid sunshine. Wanting to make love to her again wasn't an option, unfortunately. He was looking forward to making love to her for hours on end with no interruption, and without being distracted listening for the bad guys.
    Their time would come to laze in bed all day. This wasn't that day.
    Looked like they were going to get out of here in one piece. If Thadiwe's men weren't smarter than the average chimp and had managed to elude him. If they got down river unscathed. If the hidden chopper hadn't been discovered and sold for parts. None of those things would have fazed Sam before. Having Beth with him changed everything.
    "Here." He handed her theDEET . "The mosquitoes are having a freaking convention out there."
    He slid toward the tent opening and yanked down the zipper. "I'll wait outside to give you room."
     
     
    "Stay. I love being in tight quarters with you."
    Living in a one-man tent with Beth sounded damn good to him too, but he shook his head. "You'd never get dressed." He had to kiss her one more time. Supposed to be quick, but she threaded her fingers through his hair, and held him for a kiss that turned him inside out. He'd never been much of a kisser, but Beth made him a convert. Reluctantly he brought the kiss to an end. "Don't take long," he told her, loving the way her eyes lost focus when he kissed her. "We have to make tracks." He crawled out onto the limb to give her room to dress, but left the flap up so he could watch her.
    She shot him a sassy smile, and drew theLockOut over her body like a seasoned stripper.
    He dragged his attention away from her rosy breasts and scanned the jungle around them.Thadiwe's men would be getting close. Sam had gone out forty minutes ago toreconnoiter while Beth slept. Just because he hadn't encountered any more soldiers didn't mean they weren't out there.Thadiwe's minions had plenty of time to realize that five of their men hadn't returned. Sam had a persistent itch on the back of his neck.
    He never ignored his intuition. It was gained by experience.
    "Can we frame the tent when we get back home?" Beth asked, coming through the opening feet first.
    She looked sensational in the tight blackLockOut , her bright hairdisheveled around her shoulders, her pretty eyes alert as she finished pulling the zipper up to her throat. Sam ran his gaze unobtrusively over the cut on her cheek and the two on her throat. No sign of infection. Then slid his hand under her hair and pulled her to him for a quick, hungry kiss.
    "Nah." He smiled into her eyes. "We'll pitch it in the backyard and use it for our annual family vacation."
    He waited for a reaction, but didn't get one. His gut clenched before he reminded himself thatElizabeth was good at masking her thoughts. He wasn't even sure she'd heard him, as a parrot, blue and yellow wings spread—screeched overhead. She flinched, and he wondered what it would take to get her over her fear of birds. One thing for sure, he didn't have time for it now.
    He'd already pulled out the support pegs on the tent, and it was a simple matter to collapse the fabric and stuff it back in the bag. He held up herfavorite silk blouse, the pink liberally spattered with dried brown blood. "I needed to bring you clothing so they'd think you'd worn it out of there." He held the shirt up in a wad. "Want to try and save this?"
    Beth shuddered. "No

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