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resting on her shoulder. She’d been kissed at least fifty times during the meal, and she was beginning to get self-conscious.
Their waitress was an older lady who had probably seen young lovers thousands of times. Her appreciative smile widened as she presented them with the bill.
Outside, Rory had arranged to meet up with T.J., Brady and even Fredo so they could get a few good runs in before heading back to San Diego. The idea was to ski or board until noon and then call it a day.
The slope wasn’t well populated yet so Megan watched Rory wave and return up the hill several times. She was reading one of her romance novels when Lindsay and the beautiful Mia joined her.
“You want something?” Mia asked through the tangle of her long dark hair.
“Ice water! Love some water.” She watched Mia strut to the vending machines, the eyes of every unattached male and half the attached ones following her every move.
“Looks like that’s a pretty good book,” Lindsay said.
Megan showed off the cover of the dark vampire male with the nude muscled chest. “They always do that. It does sell books.”
“Hubba hubba,” Lindsay said flashing her glasses up and down on her nose. “Wonder if Brady’ll mind me reading one of those.”
“Have him read it to you. He won’t mind at all. Trust me.” Megan had a roommate in college who was a third generation romance reader, and she’d caught the bug from her.
“Are you riding home with Rory, then?” Lindsay asked. She wiggled her sultry dark eyebrows for effect. Her sequined frames glittered in tandem.
“He asked me. He has to reposition T.J. and Ollie. But it shouldn’t be a problem.
“I think Brady and I can take them.”
A siren sounded as the two Ski Patrol snowmobiles took off up the slope, pulling a stretcher packed with equipment. People in the lodge were drawn to the large windows, watching the slopes for loved ones. Megan placed her fingers over her mouth and stood with them.
One by one, the SEALs arrived at the bottom. All except Rory. Brady crashed through the front door and grabbed Megan’s upper arms.
“Rory’s had an accident. They’re getting him stabilized, but he’ll be airlifted to a trauma center.”
Lindsay spoke up. “Why don’t they just take him to the Naval base?”
“Can’t. He’s really bad.”
“What happened?” Megan asked, her lower lip quivering and her eyes beginning to tear up.
“He crashed into some guy. Or the guy crashed into him. No one saw the collision really. They’re both in pretty bad shape, and they’re worried the older guy might have a heart attack.”
They turned to watch the two litters descend. Two ambulances were ready to transport them off-site.
“Where? Where are they going?” Megan asked.
“T.J.’s going to go with them. He’ll let us know.”
“Can I go see him?” Megan stood on tiptoes to see over the tops of several other guests of the lodge. She watched the tall SEAL standing behind the paramedics, watching everything they did.
Brady put his still-gloved paw on the backside of Megan’s neck, drawing her forehead to his as he whispered, “He’s unconscious, sweetheart. He doesn’t know any of us are around.”
Chapter 11
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R ory heard someone screaming, and he knew they were in a firefight. His throat was irritated and he couldn’t breathe. Golden flames flickered in front of his eyes which he could not get to focus. Someone was pulling him by the left leg, making his body jerk. He was freezing cold. They had captured him. Someone tried to strangle him, restraining him by a firm grip at his shoulders with thumbs pressed against his windpipe. He heard the crack of his palm against someone’s face. He gripped the soldier’s glasses and sent them flying.
“Get me out of here,” he screamed, but his voice sounded distant. They were fiddling with something on his face, perhaps giving him a gag to stop him from calling for help. “I’m going to burn alive, get me
Their waitress was an older lady who had probably seen young lovers thousands of times. Her appreciative smile widened as she presented them with the bill.
Outside, Rory had arranged to meet up with T.J., Brady and even Fredo so they could get a few good runs in before heading back to San Diego. The idea was to ski or board until noon and then call it a day.
The slope wasn’t well populated yet so Megan watched Rory wave and return up the hill several times. She was reading one of her romance novels when Lindsay and the beautiful Mia joined her.
“You want something?” Mia asked through the tangle of her long dark hair.
“Ice water! Love some water.” She watched Mia strut to the vending machines, the eyes of every unattached male and half the attached ones following her every move.
“Looks like that’s a pretty good book,” Lindsay said.
Megan showed off the cover of the dark vampire male with the nude muscled chest. “They always do that. It does sell books.”
“Hubba hubba,” Lindsay said flashing her glasses up and down on her nose. “Wonder if Brady’ll mind me reading one of those.”
“Have him read it to you. He won’t mind at all. Trust me.” Megan had a roommate in college who was a third generation romance reader, and she’d caught the bug from her.
“Are you riding home with Rory, then?” Lindsay asked. She wiggled her sultry dark eyebrows for effect. Her sequined frames glittered in tandem.
“He asked me. He has to reposition T.J. and Ollie. But it shouldn’t be a problem.
“I think Brady and I can take them.”
A siren sounded as the two Ski Patrol snowmobiles took off up the slope, pulling a stretcher packed with equipment. People in the lodge were drawn to the large windows, watching the slopes for loved ones. Megan placed her fingers over her mouth and stood with them.
One by one, the SEALs arrived at the bottom. All except Rory. Brady crashed through the front door and grabbed Megan’s upper arms.
“Rory’s had an accident. They’re getting him stabilized, but he’ll be airlifted to a trauma center.”
Lindsay spoke up. “Why don’t they just take him to the Naval base?”
“Can’t. He’s really bad.”
“What happened?” Megan asked, her lower lip quivering and her eyes beginning to tear up.
“He crashed into some guy. Or the guy crashed into him. No one saw the collision really. They’re both in pretty bad shape, and they’re worried the older guy might have a heart attack.”
They turned to watch the two litters descend. Two ambulances were ready to transport them off-site.
“Where? Where are they going?” Megan asked.
“T.J.’s going to go with them. He’ll let us know.”
“Can I go see him?” Megan stood on tiptoes to see over the tops of several other guests of the lodge. She watched the tall SEAL standing behind the paramedics, watching everything they did.
Brady put his still-gloved paw on the backside of Megan’s neck, drawing her forehead to his as he whispered, “He’s unconscious, sweetheart. He doesn’t know any of us are around.”
Chapter 11
‡
R ory heard someone screaming, and he knew they were in a firefight. His throat was irritated and he couldn’t breathe. Golden flames flickered in front of his eyes which he could not get to focus. Someone was pulling him by the left leg, making his body jerk. He was freezing cold. They had captured him. Someone tried to strangle him, restraining him by a firm grip at his shoulders with thumbs pressed against his windpipe. He heard the crack of his palm against someone’s face. He gripped the soldier’s glasses and sent them flying.
“Get me out of here,” he screamed, but his voice sounded distant. They were fiddling with something on his face, perhaps giving him a gag to stop him from calling for help. “I’m going to burn alive, get me
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