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Authors: D.L. Jackson
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knew then he had to do something to fix his broken mind.
After he’d hurt her, he’d stopped staying in her bed and, a short time later, he quit spending the night. He’d started therapy and had gotten involved in community service by reading to the ladies at the nursing home, anything to get his mind off his problems.
A month later, he caught his fiancée out behind the barracks, fucking his best friend in her car. Catherine blamed him, and maybe he had driven her away for her own safety, until he could get his head on straight again, but he hadn’t deserved her infidelity, so he broke off the engagement. A month later, he didn’t re-up, choosing to leave Catherine and that chapter of his life, behind.
Since then, he’d hadn’t slept in the same bed with a woman. For the last hour, he’d fought exhaustion and held Lannie while he did his best not to nod off. He could slip away, go next door to his room, and get some rest, but he didn’t want to leave her. He wanted to stay, worse, he wanted more than one night with her. An impossible reality. If his previous girlfriend, a demolition expert and as tough as they came, couldn’t deal with him, Lannie sure couldn’t. Any relationship he had would be complicated.
He captured one of her auburn curls and wrapped the strand around his finger, pulling back to let it slip off. Prettiest hair he’d ever seen. Hot like her temper. He smiled and leaned in to plant a kiss on her shoulder.
Lannie groaned and pressed her ass against his erection. They’d taken the sex from the shower to the bed and finished out the night with one more screw, slow and steady, making him want to try love once again.
“It’s five in the morning, Tanner.”
“Yeah. Good morning, beautiful.” He grabbed her hips and rocked his cock between her ass cheeks. “You don’t have to get up.”
“Like I could sleep with you sticking me in my backside?”
“Since you’re not....” He flipped her to her back and covered her, slipping his knee between her thighs to push them apart. “Why don’t we have another go?”
Boom! The building shook and sounds of glass shattering filled the otherwise quiet morning. “Or not.” A picture on the wall crashed to the floor. Tanner jumped out of bed, grabbed his wet jeans, and tugged them up, running to the window as he zipped and buttoned. Outside, everything looked normal, meaning the explosion had come from the other side of the building, or from somewhere inside, but with the force he’d felt, he knew for certain the building wouldn’t be standing if that were the case.
“What’s going on?” Lannie threw her legs over the side of the bed and began to dress.
Tanner shook his head and grabbed her cell phone off the side table, dialing 911. “This is Sergeant Tanner North with the NYPD Bomb squad. I’m on vacation, staying at the Day’s Inn outside of Watertown. We had a large explosion somewhere nearby. Activate emergency protocol for Watertown, Ft. Drum and the outlying areas. Level one. Not sure if we’re dealing with a bomb, propane tank, or vehicle accident, whatever made that boom was something big, and I don’t know if there will be more. Going out to look now. Send emergency crews and alert the NY State bomb squad. I’ll fill them in on what I know when they get here. I’m handing you off to my girlfriend.”
He pressed the phone into Lannie’s hand. “Make sure they don’t need further information.” He grabbed his jacket, slipped it over his bare chest, and crammed his feet into his boots without bothering with socks. He yanked on the speed-lacing and tied them. “Start going door to door to make sure everyone is all right. Make sure to tell them to stay put until we know where the explosion came from. We might need to evacuate the building, but I don’t want to put anyone in further danger if the explosion came from a bomb outside.” Tanner jogged to the door, threw it open. “You stay inside, too. I don’t know
After he’d hurt her, he’d stopped staying in her bed and, a short time later, he quit spending the night. He’d started therapy and had gotten involved in community service by reading to the ladies at the nursing home, anything to get his mind off his problems.
A month later, he caught his fiancée out behind the barracks, fucking his best friend in her car. Catherine blamed him, and maybe he had driven her away for her own safety, until he could get his head on straight again, but he hadn’t deserved her infidelity, so he broke off the engagement. A month later, he didn’t re-up, choosing to leave Catherine and that chapter of his life, behind.
Since then, he’d hadn’t slept in the same bed with a woman. For the last hour, he’d fought exhaustion and held Lannie while he did his best not to nod off. He could slip away, go next door to his room, and get some rest, but he didn’t want to leave her. He wanted to stay, worse, he wanted more than one night with her. An impossible reality. If his previous girlfriend, a demolition expert and as tough as they came, couldn’t deal with him, Lannie sure couldn’t. Any relationship he had would be complicated.
He captured one of her auburn curls and wrapped the strand around his finger, pulling back to let it slip off. Prettiest hair he’d ever seen. Hot like her temper. He smiled and leaned in to plant a kiss on her shoulder.
Lannie groaned and pressed her ass against his erection. They’d taken the sex from the shower to the bed and finished out the night with one more screw, slow and steady, making him want to try love once again.
“It’s five in the morning, Tanner.”
“Yeah. Good morning, beautiful.” He grabbed her hips and rocked his cock between her ass cheeks. “You don’t have to get up.”
“Like I could sleep with you sticking me in my backside?”
“Since you’re not....” He flipped her to her back and covered her, slipping his knee between her thighs to push them apart. “Why don’t we have another go?”
Boom! The building shook and sounds of glass shattering filled the otherwise quiet morning. “Or not.” A picture on the wall crashed to the floor. Tanner jumped out of bed, grabbed his wet jeans, and tugged them up, running to the window as he zipped and buttoned. Outside, everything looked normal, meaning the explosion had come from the other side of the building, or from somewhere inside, but with the force he’d felt, he knew for certain the building wouldn’t be standing if that were the case.
“What’s going on?” Lannie threw her legs over the side of the bed and began to dress.
Tanner shook his head and grabbed her cell phone off the side table, dialing 911. “This is Sergeant Tanner North with the NYPD Bomb squad. I’m on vacation, staying at the Day’s Inn outside of Watertown. We had a large explosion somewhere nearby. Activate emergency protocol for Watertown, Ft. Drum and the outlying areas. Level one. Not sure if we’re dealing with a bomb, propane tank, or vehicle accident, whatever made that boom was something big, and I don’t know if there will be more. Going out to look now. Send emergency crews and alert the NY State bomb squad. I’ll fill them in on what I know when they get here. I’m handing you off to my girlfriend.”
He pressed the phone into Lannie’s hand. “Make sure they don’t need further information.” He grabbed his jacket, slipped it over his bare chest, and crammed his feet into his boots without bothering with socks. He yanked on the speed-lacing and tied them. “Start going door to door to make sure everyone is all right. Make sure to tell them to stay put until we know where the explosion came from. We might need to evacuate the building, but I don’t want to put anyone in further danger if the explosion came from a bomb outside.” Tanner jogged to the door, threw it open. “You stay inside, too. I don’t know
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