Free RULES OF LOVE (A Navy SEALs Romance) by Bella Grant

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    Eddie tensed, and her hand slipped for the Sig tucked under the sink when she heard a familiar voice cursing the rain and relaxed, pulling her hand back just in time. Beau walked around the corner shaking his hair, which was completely soaked, and wringing out his tight, blue t-shirt in his hands.
    “And just where have you been? Swimming?” Eddie asked, eyeing him up and down before turning back to the flowers in her hand. Damn, there was a fine chest under that shirt, especially when wet. The drops of water left trails across the sinews and hollows, and her eyes followed them as an image of herself licking them burst in her head. In another time, she would’ve tackled him to the kitchen floor so she could feel those muscles, but she was a different woman. Her hands shook when she thought of being so close to him.
    “Getting the latest update from Ted at the gate,” Beau said cautiously as if waiting for her to explode again.
    She put the flowers in a vase, filled it with water, and set it on the counter. “Coffee?” She reached for a cabinet when he walked over and told her he would get the mugs. “Still trying to be a suck-up after this morning, are we?”
    Beau shrugged, handing her a mug full of coffee. He rubbed the spot on his jaw where a tiny bruise appeared. “It’s possible. Not every day I get decked by a woman as attractive as you.” He buried his face in his mug.
    Eddie’s chest tightened—along with other things—and she tried to ignore his half naked body standing in her kitchen so close she could virtually taste him. “You deserved it.”
    “You should still try to talk about it,” he added quietly. “And you can with me. I’ve seen a thing or two in this line of work. I can handle it.”
    Could you handle what I’d tell you? My brother could hardly handle it, or my dad, she thought. And why are you being so nice all of a sudden? His eyes glinted with a need to help her, but it wasn’t that easy for her to spill her guts to a man she barely knew. Hell, it took a year before she told anyone the full account.
    “And I’m not going to back off helping you. Starting with making sure you take those damn meds of yours.” Beau kept a wary eye on her as he fished out her unopened bottle of painkillers from the cabinet and set them on the counter. “I overheard you and Shane screaming about it the other day, and I think you should listen to him. He seems to care about you.”
    She caught the sharp tinge of jealousy in his words and couldn’t help but laugh. “Shane is an old family friend, nothing more,” she told him.
    Beau’s eyes lit up, but he shrugged as if he didn’t care either way.
    Eddie glared at the bottle on the counter as if the thing was going to cause her pain, not take it away.
    “I plan on repairing that roof of yours when this rain decides to stop so I can get out of your room. But first, I’m not letting you leave my sight until I see you swallow one of those pills.” He crossed his arms over his chest and stared her down until she realized he was completely serious.
    Grumbling to herself the whole time—though she thoroughly enjoyed the sight of his muscles bunched barely a foot from her—she popped the bottle open angrily, dumped a pill in her hand, and swallowed it dry. “Happy, Navy?”
    Beau shook his head. “No. I’ll be happy when you tell me what happened to you so I can do to you what I’ve been wanting to since I first laid eyes on you.”
    Eddie was happy she’d already swallowed the pill. She probably would’ve choked on it otherwise. His gaze trailed along her body, and she leaned towards him as if to go to him but stopped herself and waited for him to leave. When he finally did, her brow rose in admiration at such a perfect form. Beau was going to be a tough one to get off her back. He was going to help her, whether she wanted it or not. But Beau could never learn the true identity of Naomi Veri. It would blow her cover and risk the