Kat Cantrell

Keeping Her SEAL excerpt time!

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On the third day, he blew through the door of the bar at six o’clock, wearing rimless Ray-Bans over a cocky grin, and he was so beautiful that her heart stumbled over itself in an attempted jailbreak. Nervous all at once, she lifted a hand in greeting. Then second-guessed such a lame response. 
Then it didn’t matter because Jace tossed his sunglasses on the bar, threw up the pass-thru, and cornered her, his hands sliding around her waist to hold her steady as he backed her up against the wall in a delicious full body press.
Oh God yes. If this was his interpretation of “let’s see what happens,” she was an instant disciple of it.