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because no way was she having sex with him. Then again, he was showing no interest in Marlena, and even if he were, Sela couldn’t let Marlena continue this charade. The woman had been through enough.
“Logan,” Marlena began, but he cut her off with a wave of his hand and called for one of his men, who must have been right outside, and told him to take Marlena away.
Sela couldn’t decide if she was relieved or not, but as Marlena exited the tent, she flashed Sela an apologetic look, and Sela knew without a doubt that Logan’s balls were now in her court.
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Chapter Five
Sela waited until the flap closed, and then she came to her feet with an indignant huff. “Where are you taking her?”
“Supply tent for now. There’s a cot in there. She’ll be comfortable until we find a more permanent solution.”
Well, it was better than putting Marlena back in with Chance. “And where will I stay?”
Logan poured more Scotch into his cup. “You stay with me.”
Sela managed an outraged gasp that wasn’t entirely feigned. “Why?”
“Because you’re a troublemaker. I want to keep an eye on you.”
She jabbed him in the chest so hard the last of his liquor sloshed out of the cup. “You have no right to hold us like this.”
He dropped the cup and seized her wrist. “You’d rather be out in the jungle with that creature? It tore apart an entire SEAL team. What do you think it’ll do to two helpless women? And if it doesn’t get you, there are plenty of drug thugs who will.”
The helpless thing really pissed her off. She’d show him helpless soon enough. “So I’m supposed to believe you’re keeping us prisoner out of the goodness of your heart?”
His laughter cut through the air. “I don’t do anything out of the goodness of my heart, babe.” He hauled her close, so her breasts mashed against his chest …
and his erection pressed into the softness of her belly. “I have some seriously selfish motives.”
“You going to rape me? Because you’ll have to,” she spat.
“Rape?” He leaned in, so his lips brushed her ear. “I so wouldn’t have to.”
Had she been in any other situation, she’d have kneed the arrogant bastard in the balls and jammed the heel of her palm into his nose. But she really did have to get into bed with him, so she stayed where she was and whispered, “You’re so full of yourself.”
“Soon,” he whispered back, “you’ll be full of me too.”
Fury shot through her, and job or no, she slapped him. He grabbed her other arm and held her immobile with an incredible amount of strength.
“That,” he snarled, “was a huge mistake.”
A thread of terror wove its way into her soul as a scene from her beating slammed into her head. The man who’d nearly killed her had said the same thing, right before he knocked her across the room so hard her shoulder had dislocated on impact with the wall. Worse had followed.
But instead of striking her, Logan fisted her hair and held her for his 45
sudden, punishing kiss. Sela wanted to fight, but at the same time, she wanted to kiss him. His lips were hard but not cruel, and when his tongue stroked at the seam of her mouth, she opened up to him.
Instantly, the air seemed to arc with electricity, thickening around them. He deepened the kiss, turning it into something so hot that she clung to his shirt, preventing him from breaking away.
Desire speared her, went straight to her sex and radiated out. As if he knew, he dropped his hand to her thigh and lifted her leg to his waist, putting her core in contact with the hard ridge of his erection. His warmth put the jungle heat to shame, and yet she shivered as his mouth blazed a trail along her jaw and down her throat. He bent her back on his arm, exposing her neck to him, and one hand came up to jerk her tee out of her pants.
He sucked lightly on her neck as he slid his hand up her shirt, leaving a trail of tingles behind it. Her nipples tightened against the silk fabric
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