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Berg.” She took a sip of water. "Well, I think you’re carrying a torch for someone.”
He looked stunned and blinked at her, those ridiculously long eyelashes catching her attention. It was really a shame both of them were tangled up with someone else. He was a delicious man to look at.
His cheeks turned ruddy and she couldn’t believe he was blushing. He cleared his throat. "That’s not true.”
“Aha, I’m right. You’ve been here before, yes?”
He nodded. "On my honeymoon.”
Her heart did that little dance it did at the romance of it. "So walking around here with me has really bugged you, hasn’t it?”
He made a face, and she laughed.
“You still have the hots for your ex?”
He sighed. "God, don’t tell her that. We can’t be together.”
Shannon heard the longing in his voice, and her heart did that little jig again. Who would have thought that the Viking was such a romantic?
“Is she married again?”
“No.”
“Had the change?” she asked.
“What?”
“You know, decided she was really a man instead of a woman?”
“Good God, no.” He shook his head. “And I thought Mal was bad.”
“She’s not in jail, I am assuming. What’s stopping you, Seal?”
“Just one of those things.”
She shook her head. "It isn’t ‘just one of those things.’ Not if walking around here brought your honeymoon back to you. You still want her. I thought Seals had more balls than to sit around and say that it isn’t good?”
“We’re not good together.”
She frowned. "The sex is bad?”
“Lord in heaven, you have a mouth on you.”
She laughed again, delighted she’d made him blush. God, was there anything sweeter than a hardened military man who was still in love with his ex-wife? She didn’t think so.
“What I mean is we are...combustible. But not just in the bedroom.”
“Ah, the temperament. Comes with the passion.”
“If I had known I was going to face the inquisition while we were out, I would have made sure to not take the pain pill.”
“I guess Mal didn’t tell you about me.”
“Other than you were single, could handle yourself, and well, that you’re pretty.”
She narrowed her eyes. “You added that last one in.”
He smiled. “Okay, I did.”
“I guess Mal didn’t tell you the nickname my brothers gave me, did he?”
He shook his head.
“I was known as the informer.”
He waited for a second, and when she didn’t continue, he asked, “The informer?”
“Yes. We had a big family: four boys, two girls, and a mother who worked by my father’s side to get the business going. When my mother worried about the boys, she always let me go with them. And if I didn’t, she made sure I got to question them. I can get an answer out of anyone.”
“Is that why Mal let you go with me alone?”
She snorted. “First of all, Mal doesn’t let me do anything. I stopped answering to a man the day I turned eighteen. Secondly, I don’t think so. See, knowing my brother, he’s going to go catting around after a few of his lost loves. He’s not ready to settle down yet, so I know he will go to the women he knows won’t get clingy.”
Deke rolled his eyes. “Talk about someone who’s carrying a torch.”
She zeroed in on that statement. “Do tell.”
Deke’s eyes widened almost comically. “No. No way. I am not ratting out an officer to his sister. I’ll never live it down.”
“Spoilsport.”
“I would rather be called that than whatever the team would invent to pay me back for telling you something.”
“Why don’t we go do a little more walking? I need to stop by my bar. I just need to make sure there aren’t any problems.”
“I think I can handle that.”
She nodded. “And maybe we’ll stop at a voodoo store, and I’ll buy something to make you talk.”
“Don’t even think about it. I have a healthy respect for that shit.”
Laughing, she patted his hand.
“If Kade screws this up with you, I want first dibs at a
He looked stunned and blinked at her, those ridiculously long eyelashes catching her attention. It was really a shame both of them were tangled up with someone else. He was a delicious man to look at.
His cheeks turned ruddy and she couldn’t believe he was blushing. He cleared his throat. "That’s not true.”
“Aha, I’m right. You’ve been here before, yes?”
He nodded. "On my honeymoon.”
Her heart did that little dance it did at the romance of it. "So walking around here with me has really bugged you, hasn’t it?”
He made a face, and she laughed.
“You still have the hots for your ex?”
He sighed. "God, don’t tell her that. We can’t be together.”
Shannon heard the longing in his voice, and her heart did that little jig again. Who would have thought that the Viking was such a romantic?
“Is she married again?”
“No.”
“Had the change?” she asked.
“What?”
“You know, decided she was really a man instead of a woman?”
“Good God, no.” He shook his head. “And I thought Mal was bad.”
“She’s not in jail, I am assuming. What’s stopping you, Seal?”
“Just one of those things.”
She shook her head. "It isn’t ‘just one of those things.’ Not if walking around here brought your honeymoon back to you. You still want her. I thought Seals had more balls than to sit around and say that it isn’t good?”
“We’re not good together.”
She frowned. "The sex is bad?”
“Lord in heaven, you have a mouth on you.”
She laughed again, delighted she’d made him blush. God, was there anything sweeter than a hardened military man who was still in love with his ex-wife? She didn’t think so.
“What I mean is we are...combustible. But not just in the bedroom.”
“Ah, the temperament. Comes with the passion.”
“If I had known I was going to face the inquisition while we were out, I would have made sure to not take the pain pill.”
“I guess Mal didn’t tell you about me.”
“Other than you were single, could handle yourself, and well, that you’re pretty.”
She narrowed her eyes. “You added that last one in.”
He smiled. “Okay, I did.”
“I guess Mal didn’t tell you the nickname my brothers gave me, did he?”
He shook his head.
“I was known as the informer.”
He waited for a second, and when she didn’t continue, he asked, “The informer?”
“Yes. We had a big family: four boys, two girls, and a mother who worked by my father’s side to get the business going. When my mother worried about the boys, she always let me go with them. And if I didn’t, she made sure I got to question them. I can get an answer out of anyone.”
“Is that why Mal let you go with me alone?”
She snorted. “First of all, Mal doesn’t let me do anything. I stopped answering to a man the day I turned eighteen. Secondly, I don’t think so. See, knowing my brother, he’s going to go catting around after a few of his lost loves. He’s not ready to settle down yet, so I know he will go to the women he knows won’t get clingy.”
Deke rolled his eyes. “Talk about someone who’s carrying a torch.”
She zeroed in on that statement. “Do tell.”
Deke’s eyes widened almost comically. “No. No way. I am not ratting out an officer to his sister. I’ll never live it down.”
“Spoilsport.”
“I would rather be called that than whatever the team would invent to pay me back for telling you something.”
“Why don’t we go do a little more walking? I need to stop by my bar. I just need to make sure there aren’t any problems.”
“I think I can handle that.”
She nodded. “And maybe we’ll stop at a voodoo store, and I’ll buy something to make you talk.”
“Don’t even think about it. I have a healthy respect for that shit.”
Laughing, she patted his hand.
“If Kade screws this up with you, I want first dibs at a
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