Status Updates From Hot as Hell (Deep Six, #0.5)

I really, really needed this book. Sexy SEALS are the cure for just about anything.

Fantastic prequel to a series that promises to be great

Book ends here. The rest is sneak peaks and such.

So what do you say? You want to try being civilians together?” “Are you kiddin’ me?” she asked, her heart so full of hope and anticipation it was a wonder the silly, lovesick organ didn’t burst wide open. “I say lord, yes!” And when she stepped out of the panic room with Michael at her side, she knew she was stepping into the future she’d always dreamed about.

“Well, the other guys are headed down to the Florida Keys to take over the marine salvage business LT’s father left behind when he died. They think they’ll either make a go of it or else find a legendary missing treasure and as Chris Rock would say, get ree-atch, bee-atch.”

“I mean I really like you.” He couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face. And if he wasn’t mistaken, that was his heart turning somersaults inside his chest like one of those Cirque du Soleil performers at the Bellagio. “I really like you too, Harper.” She blew out a breath, throwing her hands in the air in disgust. “What I’m tryin’ to say is that I think it’d be real easy for me to…um…more than like you.”

And when she bit her lip, searching his face, reading the blatant hunger in his eyes and the way the skin on his high cheekbones was stretched tight, flushed with desire, she had to admit she felt beautiful. “Michael.” She reached for him, beckoning him closer. “Make love to me.”

“Harper.” He pulled his mouth from hers. This was on the edge of getting out of control. And considering how flighty she’d been after their last encounter, he didn’t want to give her any reason not to come back to him for a third time. And a fourth time. And a fifth time, and a sixth… You get the point. “Slow, angel. We have… Oh, hell yeah. That feels good.”

He’d been fighting for his life, for her life all afternoon. And though he’d seen and done worse didn’t change the fact this was the first time he’d seen and done those things for her. Her heart immediately swelled up. “Oh, Michael" she whispered. With tears of gratitude burning the back of her throat, she started to thank him for everything, for being brave and fierce, for being a warrior in every sense of the word.

"What is it, Harper? What happened?” “They did it, Michael,” she husked. “The TTP attacked the embassy. I’m on my way down to the safe r—” She was cut off when a loud crash echoed through the phone’s receiver, followed immediately by angry voices shouting in a language he only had a passing familiarity with. But he was fluent enough to make out the words capture and kill. Then the line went dead.