The Seal's Surrender

“I can see that.”

“That easy to read, huh?”

“Does the phrase an open book mean anything to you?”

Jennifer laughed in spite of herself. She’d never had much of a poker face. “Mike used to say the reason I was so honest was because I just couldn’t pull off a lie.”

“Good a reason as any,” he said and stopped alongside a cherry-red SUV.

“This is yours?” she asked and wondered why she was even surprised. If this wasn’t a guy’s car, she’d eat it.

“Rental,” he said and opened her door. Holding it for her as she got in, he added, “I’m just in town for a while.”

She automatically reached for the shoulder harness. “Where do you go when you leave here?”

“Back to my SEAL team.”

“And then?”

“Won’t know until just before I go.”

He slammed the door, walked around the front of the car, then opened the driver’s-side door. Sliding onto the front seat, he latched his seat belt, stuck the key in the ignition and turned it. The engine leapt into life with a muffled rumble of sound.

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