From cradle to grave, Derek and Keith grew up together, enlisted, served,
and rose through the ranks together. When Keith died in the field, the last
thing he asked for was Derek to keep watch over his sister. But every time
Derek is around Kara, he wants to touch her. A promise stands between them and
he refuses to seduce his best friend’s baby sister. Determined to get her out
of his mind, he signs up for a one-night stand.
He’s the one she wants…
Ever since Kara ran into a shirtless Derek, she’s known he was the one.
He promised to bring her brother home and he was there for her at his funeral.
But he remains unattainable, no matter their chemistry. Frustrated, she takes a
girlfriend’s advice and signs up for a one-night stand.
The last person they expected…
Dressed to kill, Kara doesn’t know whether to scream or cry when Derek
turns out to be her date. He’s furious that she’d sign up for a night of sex
with a perfect stranger, but together their reunion is combustible and neither
can deny the power of their attraction.
He may have been her brother’s best friend, but she wants him to be her Marine with
Benefits.
Excerpt
He needed to get it together. Tonight was about purging demons and having
a good time. When the waitress delivered his jack and coke, he swirled the ice
around in the glass, watering down the alcohol. An icy hot shiver skated over
his skin. Twisting in the seat, he looked toward the entrance in time to see
her walk in the door. It was like every cell in his body leaned in her
direction, drawn by the inexorable force of nature that was Kara Childs. He’d
know her anywhere.
Steel bands squeezed his chest, compressed his lungs, and bruised his
heart. She was gorgeous. A red dress hugged her luscious curves, too much so.
His dick stood at attention without a second thought for courtesy, commitment,
or promises made. And damn if she didn’t make an entrance, her arrival captured
more than a few looks of interest from the single men at the bar and a few not
so single men at the tables.
Rising, he crossed the room toward her. The moment her gaze collided with
his, heat flashed through him. She had no business being out in a dress like
that much less in a club like this.
“What are you doing here?”
“I planned on asking you the same question.” He caught her arm and turned
her around, not quite hurrying her back up the red-carpeted steps toward the
front door. “And why aren’t you wearing some damn clothes?”
Kara stopped, and unless he planned on picking her up or knocking her
over, he had to stop, too. Although, he had to admit the former idea held a
certain appeal. “Let go Derek.”
“You shouldn’t be here.” He kept his voice low and leaned into her. The
scent of plum and flowery blossoms in the soap she favored smelled like coming
home.
“Really?” The cold spray of her gaze flicking over him cooled his ardor.
“I live here. What’s your excuse?”
“I’m moving here—moved here.” Yeah, not how he planned to drop this
particular bomb. And from her shocked expression, not one she expected
either. “I planned to call you,” and it was a little to late to apologize.
“After I settled in.”
Her chest rose with her swift inhale and his gaze dropped to the warm
curves of her breasts visible above the strapless line of her dress. That dress
was made for her. His cock jerked in his pants and he was grateful for the
lower illumination near the door. “Well, thanks for the notice.” She
turned away from him and surveyed the room beyond. “If you’ll excuse me, I have
a date.”
Violence rocketed through him. “With who?” He didn’t even realize he
gritted his teeth until he tried to speak.
“With a gentleman called none of your damn business,” she tugged her arm
out of his grasp.
Flushing hot and cold and then hot again, he moved to stand next to her
and studied the room. Who the hell was she meeting in a place like this? How
did she even know a bar like this existed? Keith’s baby sister did not belong
in a club like this. “Who are you here to see, Kara?” He bent his head, his
lips damn near brushing the warm curve of her ear and half tempted to kiss it
while he was there. Locking down that urge, he ordered his body to knock it
off.
She was—and had always been—way out of bounds.
MARINE WITH BENEFITS
Always a Marine #16
A national best selling author, Heather Long lives in Texas with her family and their menagerie of animals. In addition to military romance, Heather writes a wide variety of romance from paranormal historical western romance to contemporary romance and romantic suspense. She loves characters and the stories they have to tell.
As a child, Heather skipped picture books and enjoyed the Harlequin romance novels by Penny Jordan and Nora Roberts that her grandmother read to her. Heather believes that laughter is as important to life as breathing and that the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy and Santa Claus are very real. In the meanwhile, she is hard at work on her next novel.
Website: http://www.heatherlong.net
Email: heather@heatherlong.net
Twitter: @HVLong
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