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He’d kissed her hundreds of times in the past week, but this was different. This was more than her lips meeting his. More than frantic desire. This was their bodies saying the words they’d only just shared with each other. I love you.

“Sean?” “Yeah.” “You’re not one of my projects. In case you were wondering.” His chest expanded, filled with some emotion he was afraid to name, because it felt too much like happiness. And he shouldn’t be happy about this. If he was more than a project, it would be harder to sell Keri on the I’m-fine-now-so-let’s-get-a-divorce story.

She was his, finally, the way he’d wanted for so long, and that simple realization brought him to the edge. He’d felt pleasure before, but this was something else entirely—need and tenderness and an ineffable sense of completion, all at the same time.

“I think this is going to be really good for you. I want you to be happy. You deserve to be happy.” The fierceness in her tone left no room for argument. He didn’t want to anyway. He wanted to hold her so close she wouldn’t be able to think about letting him go, and he’d never have to go back to his cold, lonely existence.

Keri fit herself against his side like she belonged there, and his heart beat out a warning salvo. He needed all his wits about him if he was going to accomplish both his mission objectives—convince Keri he didn’t need her anymore and pull Ty’s head out of his ass before Bri hooked up with Hardy.

Wait a minute. Those deep red wrappers weren’t the right shape to hold Hershey’s Kisses or Lindt Truffles. Those looked more like… Condoms. Not her condoms. Not her nightstand. Not her bed. She was in the honeymoon suite at the Palais Hotel, and she’d been making out with Sean.

NAVY SEAL SEAN Patterson had survived six grueling months of BUD/S training, parachuted thirty-five thousand feet into enemy territory & disarmed 20 blocks of C4. And he’d rather do all 3 at the same time than shake his ass in a Reno nightclub.