Free SEALed with a Kiss (Alpha SEALs Book 2) by Makenna Jameison Page A

on her slender shoulders.  Light freckles dusted across her fair skin, and he had this crazy urge to lean down and kiss every single one.  Not that he’d be doing that in the middle of Rebecca’s backyard—or anytime soon with the way things had been going.  At a freaking snail’s pace.  But if slow and steady got him the girl, he could work with that for the time being.
    He lightly massaged Alison’s shoulders, feeling her momentarily tense up and then relax into him.  “Wow, you’re in the wrong profession,” she sighed.
    “How’s that?” Evan asked as the others chuckled.
    “If the SEAL thing doesn’t work out, you could be a masseur.”
    “I’m sure the women would be lining up around the block for that,” Christopher’s date said with a laugh.  Evan grinned at her but noticed Alison tensed slightly.
    He ducked down, murmuring into her ear, “Only for you, baby.”  He massaged lower, between her shoulder blades, and a small moan escaped her lips.  Thank God the rest of them were listening to Patrick and Christopher tell some story about training earlier in the day.  That little sound coming from Alison’s mouth was sexy as fuck.
    Evan glanced down, admiring the swell of her breasts just peeking out from the neckline of her dress.  His position behind her gave him a glorious view.  They were pert, tight, and he could see just a hint of black lace.  Holy hell.  What he wouldn’t give to slowly undress her one of these days, discovering her body.  With his hands, with his mouth…with his tongue.  Would she taste as sweet as she smelled?
    He looked over at the others, not wanting to make her uncomfortable.   Her eyes had been shut, and she had no idea he’d been gazing down at her.  If he was going to be standing around ogling her breasts, she was going to know about it.  Preferably, encouraging him to do more than just look.
    The scent of meat on the grill sent his stomach rumbling.  Christopher had his arms wrapped around the woman he brought, and they were standing by Patrick, who flipped the burgers.  Rebecca was carrying some side dishes out on a tray.  Damn those two were domestic and cuter than hell together.
    He smirked.  Patrick would love that shit.  No one would dare tell “Ice” he was cute.  He sure seemed smitten with Rebecca though.
    “Be right back, babe,” he said to Alison as he watched Rebecca struggle with the large load.  “I’m going to help Rebecca for a sec.”  He strode over and took the overflowing tray from her.
    “Thanks Evan.  You’re a real sweetheart.”
    “Thanks for having us over.  As soon as I get a real place, I’ll have you and Patrick over sometime.”
    “And Alison?” she teased, her eyes lighting up.
    “Put in a good word for me, okay?” he asked with a wink.
    “Already on it.”
    He set the tray down as Rebecca wandered back over to the grill, wrapping her arms around Patrick.  She rested her head on his back, and Evan smiled.  Hell if he wouldn’t love if Alison acted that way around him some day— too in love with him to resist being away from his side for even a minute.
    He grabbed a chair next to Ali, where she relaxed, sipping her wine.  She had a cute sprinkling of freckles across her nose that he hadn’t noticed before.  “Rough day?”
    “Just more ER craziness,” she said, flashing him a sweet smile.
    “You like taking care of people,” he noted.
    “Yeah.  That’s what nurses do, I suppose.  I already told you I have two younger brothers—I guess maybe it’s just second nature at this point.”
    “And who takes care of you?” he asked, his voice gruff.
    “I can take care of myself,” she said with a shrug.  “I don’t need anyone to take care of me.”  Her voice faltered with her second statement, almost as if she didn’t quite believe the way it sounded herself.
    “Everyone needs someone, Ali.  Maybe I need to take care of you.”
    Her mouth parted slightly as she gazed over at