Hot SEALs: Her Special Alpha (Kindle Worlds) (X-OPS 3.5)
restaurant where we were having the rehearsal dinner.”
    Emily’s eyes widened. “You mean that big, hunky guy who helped you out in the alley?”
    “You shouldn’t be calling other men hunky,” Eden scolded with a laugh. “You’re about to get married.”
    “Just because I’m getting married doesn’t mean I’m blind to other guys around me. I still know a sexy hunk when I see one,” Emily pointed out. “So, are you two sleeping together yet?”
    Eden felt her face heat as an image of her riding up and down on Travis while he was sitting in the chair in her hotel room flashed into her head. She bit back a moan and redirected her focus to point out the obvious to her sister.
    “We just met a few days ago. We were just talking.”
    Eden looked at her doubtfully. “Uh-huh. My face always turns that cute shade of pink when I think about talking with Brandon.”
    “I am not blushing!”
    “Of course you’re not,” Emily agreed. “So, when were you planning to introduce me to him? You know I never did get a chance to thank him for helping save Brandon’s and Tim’s butts. You should ask him to come with you to the wedding. I know guys can get so freaked out about going to them, but I’d love to meet him.”
    Eden almost told her that Travis was already coming, then thought better of it. If she admitted that Travis had already agreed to be her date to Emily’s wedding a few hours after they met, her sister would almost certainly think something serious was going on between them. And her sister would be right. By all accounts, that should have been terrifying since she’d just met him a few days ago. But it wasn’t scary at all. For the first time, she was with a guy she could finally be herself with. And it was a breathtaking feeling.
    “I’ll ask him,” was all Eden said.
    Emily pushed Eden’s ice cream bowl back in front of her, then grabbed her own and dug into the melted mess. “Well, tell him I hope he comes. There’ll be plenty of food and drink, and if he doesn’t want to drive back to his hotel after the reception, the country club is offering rooms to the wedding guests for the night at a fantastic price.”
    Eden smiled as she ate her own gooey ice cream. Suddenly, all she could think about was spending the day at her sister’s wedding and the night with Travis in one of the country club’s elegant rooms. She remembered from the brochure Emily had shown her that the beds were ridiculously big. She could think of three or four things she’d like to try with Travis in a bed that big, and judging by the hard-on he had earlier, he’d definitely be up for most of them.
    * * * * *
    Travis was sitting outside the coffee shop on the boardwalk, staring out at the moonlit waves so wrapped up in thoughts of Eden that he didn’t even realize Jon was there until he sat down at the table across from him. Shit . Where the hell had he come from?
    “You Special Forces guys usually aren’t so easy to sneak up on,” Jon said.
    Usually he wasn’t daydreaming about a beautiful feline shifter. He wasn’t going to tell Jon that, though.
    “That’s because we’re on the beach and you SEALs smell like fish.” Travis grinned. “You blend right in.”
    Jon laughed. “Funny. The clerk at the front desk of your hotel said I could find you here. By the way, I think she has a crush on you, dude. That, or she’s a stalker. Either way, it’s a little freaky that she knows exactly when you left and where you’ve gone.”
    “I’ll remember to watch my back,” Travis said. “So, what’s up?”
    “I haven’t heard from you, so I thought I’d check in to see if you’ve come up with any questions.”
    Shit . He hadn’t meant to leave Jon hanging, but the truth was, he hadn’t even thought about the job offer. Something Jon must have realized if the frown on his face was any indication.
    “Everything okay with you?” Jon asked.
    Travis was about to give him the standard non-answer, but changed his

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