Free Snatched (Coronado Series Book 2) by Lea Hart

him. Game over. He’d just guessed at what it would be like between them. Now that he experienced a little, he knew there was never going to be another woman for him.  
    She turned around and sat on his lap facing him, “What are we going to do?” She was so distressed that it took her a moment to realize what she was sitting on. Her eyes got big, “Oh god, sorry, I didn’t mean to...”
    He wrapped his arm around her waist and kissed her and made sure that she didn’t move. “It’s ok baby. Why are you so panicked? This should be happy news - we light each other up. Generally this is when it gets better between two people.”
    A tear ran down her cheek, “I don’t want to fall for you… I don’t want a boyfriend.” Another tear ran down her face and he quickly wiped it away with his big hand.  
    Rubbing her back and holding her close was all he could do. “I’ve fallen for you, but you take all the time you need.”
    She sniffled and gently kissed him, “I’m going to need a lot of time…” She kissed him quickly and lifted herself off him and got up, “I should go take a shower and cool off.”
    He got up and sat on the edge of the bed for a moment and gave himself a moment to calm down. The desire he felt for this woman was about to drown him, which he found ironic considering what he did for a living. Swimming under water near the Arctic Circle was almost easier than this. He was going to have to talk to Mark about this, and see if he could give him any tips. He finally got himself together and went to the kitchen to make coffee. He heard the shower and noticed that she’d left her bedroom door open. He took it as a good sign that she was starting to trust him a little. He went into the other bathroom, took a quick shower and got ready for work.
    He walked into her bedroom and watched her as she sat at her table in front of the window. It was like watching a scene out of a movie. She sat in front of a mirror in her silk slip and applied makeup with complete concentration. He put her coffee cup down next to her and she looked up and smiled into his eyes. “Thank you, how lovely.”
    “I have spent most of my life in the company of men. I grew up with three brothers and I spent all of my time playing football before I joined the Navy. I’ve spent fifteen years in the company of men in almost exclusively male environs. Being in your house with all of these girl things is cool. I feel like the curtain is being lifted and I’m finally able to see how the other half lives. You smell good, your house smells good and you have a full fridge. I like your world.”
    “I have the opposite experience. I have two sisters, went to an all-girls high school, and I have mostly female friends. Men are just a place I visit occasionally for short periods of time. Then I go back to my world which has a lot of pink in it.”  
    “I think it will be interesting to see how our worlds combine. We are both at opposite ends of the spectrum.”
    She watched in the mirror as he sat on her bed and drank his coffee. He was looking around at her room and then he studied her. “Why are you watching me put my face on?”
    “Is that what you call it? You have a pretty face already.”
    “I’m putting on war paint for my outside face. Woman have their at home face and their outside face.”
    “I had no idea. I like watching you do this - it feels intimate.”
    “I have never had a man in my house, so it feels very weird to me. But I’m embracing the suck and trying not to freak out.”
    “Having me here sucks?”
    “No, it is just weird. I’m living with you and I don’t really know you. I’ve never shared this much with any man before. I’m just getting used to it.”
    “I have rarely spent the night with a woman, much less lived with one. It doesn’t feel weird to me - it feels right.”
    “I feel like I should know you better before you see me put my makeup on.”
    “Do you want me to leave?”
    “No, if you