Free Kincade's Rose (Megalodon Team) by Aliyah Burke Page A

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moment.  Nevertheless, she finished moving the chair.  For some reason, she
couldn’t bring herself to take off the band.
    She walked back into the small room, armed
with the chair.  Tyson stood in the doorway and behind him were about four
other male heads trying to look around him and see into the room.
    Tyson smiled briefly.  “Morning Jayde,” he
said.
    “Where am I?” she queried, stopping and
watching him warily.
    “At a remote safe house.  We will get you
back to the States soon.”
    Safe house? Back to the States soon?  
“I used the toothbrush and stuff in there.”
    Tyson moved towards her, yet she kept the
chair between them.  “I got it all for you.  Glad the clothes fit.”
    “Right.  Where are my clothes?”
    “I had them washed.”
    Jayde’s head tilted to the side as she
peered around him into the faces of leering strangers.  “I see.”  She didn’t
really.  Silently dismissing the men behind Tyson, she turned her attention
back to her husband.  He seemed well rested.  Tall and imposing, he stood
watching her with those damn eyes of his that seemed to have gold flecks in
them today. For some reason, the more she looked at this man, the more defined
his muscles became, for he appeared to be larger than she remembered.
    She could smell his aftershave.  His black
shirt was indecently tight, pulled tautly across his muscular chest and
shoulders, and tucked into a pair of pants like hers. Yet on him, they looked
amazing.  He also wore black combat boots on his feet; every inch of him
looking dangerously hot.
    His hair still wasn’t trimmed and it fell
about his head like he’d been running his fingers through it, as if worried
about something.  Jayde felt her body grow damp with desire as she looked upon
him.  She just couldn’t shake the images of him poised above her, sliding into
her, taking her to ecstasy.  Over and over again.
    Her eyes darkened with desire and her breathing
changed.  She hoped the others couldn’t see her reaction.
    “Are you hungry?” he asked, stepping closer
to her.
    “Yes,” she said as her gaze moved up and
down his body unashamedly.
    “Good.  Breakfast is out here.”  Tyson
reached out his left hand and she saw the flash of his ring before she placed
her hand in his.
    Jayde couldn’t explain how comforting it
was to see that ring on his finger.  She felt secure and easily walked towards
him, stepping from behind the chair.  Oblivious to everyone else there, he
kissed her before leading her out to the main room.  It was brief, but it was
enough to convey his feelings to Jayde.
    She saw five guys lounging around the
living area.  They were all dressed similarly to Tyson, but to her, none looked
as good.  Each of them looked at her inquisitively.  Tyson went to the kitchen
island and began fixing her a plate; the few who weren’t watching her observed
him with amazement.  Jayde wondered why.
    A tall, dark, handsome man stood and walked
toward her.  He flowed like water.  “Well, well, well…” he began.  “Aren’t you
going to introduce us, Cade?”
    Cade?   She thought his name was
Tyson!  Jayde looked over at him and saw a scowl on his face.  “Leave her
alone, Maverick.”
    The tall man ignored him.  “Hello, there–”
    “Maverick!” Tyson had a threat in his
voice.  “Leave her alone.”
    Again the directive was dismissed. “What’s
your name?”  Maverick kept looking at her.  He was very suave.
    “Your plate is ready,” Tyson interrupted
them and looking directly at Jayde.  “Come eat.”
    She glanced back at Tyson then stuck out
her hand at the man who was in front of her.  “Jayde.  My name is Jayde.”
    “Mine is Maverick, my dear.  But if you
call, I will answer to anything.”  He winked at her as he shook her hand.
    Jayde thought Tyson might say something
about their sham of a marriage but he kept his mouth shut and glared, giving
her a small stab of disappointment.  With a small smile,