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Love in the no-fly zone…
Distraught over the loss of her brother in a fighter jet accident, Tinklee Pinkerton decides to follow in his footsteps and prove the tragedy wasn’t his fault. But when she’s chosen as the first woman to fly the Air Force’s F-35, her plan for a life that revolves around work is thrown off course by a handsome, mysterious stranger…
Thanks to Locke’s seductive British accent, sweet nature, and one too many beers, Tink is soon inspired to throw caution to the wind and herself into his arms. She thinks maybe love can heal after all—until she discovers Locke is her superior officer. Tink has no problem risking her life in the air, but with everything on the line, is she brave enough to risk her heart on the ground?
The back of my eyes burnt, I needed to change the subject before my heart dove into a tailspin. I shifted my leg and a pain jolted through foot. I hissed.
“Here let me take a look,” he said as he scooted forward. I bent my knees closer to my chest. My foot was red and it hurt, but medicating with alcohol dulled most of the pain.
“It looks wicked.”
He lifted my foot into his hand as if caring for a wounded bird. Delicate. Gentle. His touch spun my world into another universe. He looked at me with a mixed expression of shock and desire. His grip—the strong, lithe fingers and muscular forearm—tightened its hold.
For a moment, I sat frozen in silence, not breathing, only hearing the pounding of my heart. I wanted to pull away. No one had touched me like this since college, before Colin’s accident. And even then, no one had touched me, especially my foot, like that before. Apparently, I’d been missing out.
His palm glided upward toward my ankle, and my skin blazed along its path.
His hand wove a path up my leg until it reached my hip. His fingers grabbed the belt loop of my shorts, pulling me closer. I gasped and he smiled. The sexy half-lip smile and my whole body shuddered with excitement. His gaze never faltered and I didn’t dare blink, afraid he would disappear if I closed my eyes even for a second. He was too good to be true.
Locke leaned in and the smell of honey lager and the warmth of his breath invited me closer. I licked my lips lightly and parted them. His kiss was soft and playful and I felt as if I had been kissing him my entire life.
I never believed in fairytales, but this had to be how ‘Once upon a time’ felt. I shifted my body without breaking our embrace, straddling my legs around him and sitting on his lap.
Locke’s hands rested gently on my hips. His fingertips pressed into my lower back and sent heat spiraling through my body. He sighed softly.
Nervous chills traveled down my spine. I was kissing a stranger. A charming, sexy stranger. My mind raged in a tug of war against my heart. Just a few hours earlier I’d been ready to call the police and now I was considering inviting him into my bed. I’d never done anything like this before, but it felt too good to quit.
I opened my mouth slightly and his tongue entered, swiping against mine. His soft moan gently vibrated against my lips.
“What’s your favorite color?” a breathy voice asked. I sucked in a gulp of air. Was that my voice?
“What?” he murmured and pressed his lips back against mine.
I pulled my face inches from his. “What’s your favorite color?”
“What’s your favorite football team?”
“No, darling, it’s real football.” A wicked smirk crossed his lips.
Holy hell, if he called me darling like that, he could tell me the sky was green and I’d agree.
He pressed his lips against mine as his hands tangled in my hair. I didn’t want to stop, but I barely knew anything about him. My heart raced. I pulled away. Again.
“When’s your birthday?”
He leaned back and raised an eyebrow.
“July 31st. My favorite movie is James Bond, Goldfinger.” His smile spread as if he realized what I was doing. “I love dogs, but don’t have one, and I hate orange juice.”
I like James Bond. Good enough.
My fingers ran through his hair and I pressed my lips harder against his. He chuckled then nibbled my bottom lip. A flurry of anticipation erupted as I wondered where he would nip next. His lips traveled slowly below my ear and I tipped my head back slightly and lightly purred. His breath warmed against my skin, as his hands explored under my tank and up my back. An electric pulse ignited as his fingers traced along my spine. I slid my fingernails gently down his arms. Bumps rose upon his skin and I knew he wanted me as much as I wanted him.
JAMIE RAE is a New Adult and Young Adult author. She writes with one goal in mind–create stories with a positive message that will stay with the reader long after they’ve finished reading.
Jamie is an avid reader and loves discovering stories with a great hook, though she will not eat, sleep, or speak until she reaches the end. The Harry Potter years weren’t pretty!! Convinced that her Hogwarts letter was lost in the mail, she keeps a watchful eye for owls hoping her children will have better luck!
In her other life, Jamie Rae is an orthodontist, and literary agent. She keeps her heart overflowing with love as a mother of three and has perfected the art of nomadic living as a military spouse and Air Force veteran. Jamie has a passion for critters of all shapes and sizes and you can often find her sneaking them into her own home or volunteering for rescues.
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