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and hesitant.   He'd noticed her again as she'd taken a spot at the far end of a line of chairs, clearly ready to make a run for it.
    She was beautiful , he thought now that he had the leisure to really examine her.   Caramel-colored hair hung in soft waves to her shoulders and framed a heart-shaped face.   Her features weren't classically pretty, but somehow all the parts came together very nicely.   Her full lips bore the faintest hint of pink gloss and he pictured himself licking it off like frosting on a cake.     H azel-colored eyes were shot through with warm cinnamon tones.   They were expressive eyes that gave away a lot of what she was feeling.
    Happiness.   Doubt.   Definitely some interest on her part as their gazes connected.
    Definitely some interest on my part , he thought as his gaze dipped down to a body with womanly curves meant to be explored and appreciated.   Not like fashionista Valerie who had let herself become thin as a hanger for the designer clothes she insisted on wearing.
    The dress this woman wore was nothing fancy or elaborate, just a simple black dress that hugged those tempting curves and reached only to mid-thigh, revealing long, leanly muscled legs.   His gut tightened at the thought of those legs wrapped around him, urging him on.   His attention was only half-on the guests as he pictured what all those curves would look like without the sedate dress.
    Would she have something sexier beneath?   Something black and lacy or would she be bold and go with bright-colored little nothings against her smooth creamy skin? he wondered as his cock jumped to life. He grew harder with each passing the second and broke out in a sweat in the late afternoon sun.
    As she reached the parents, he leaned toward them to hear her introduce herself, but at that moment a distant cousin from their large Italian family blocked his way as he congratulated the newlyweds and then headed over to him.
    “How ya'doing ?” his cousin said in a thick Brooklyn accent.
    “Great, Dominic,” he replied, trying to peer past the mountain of a man to the mystery woman.
    “Good to hear.   That Valerie was no good for you, ya ' know.   You deserve someone better,” Dominic said and poked him in the chest.
    “Yeah, I hear ya , Dom,” he admitted and grabbed hold of his cousin's hand to shake it and gently draw him over to greet the maid of honor.
    His mystery woman had reached the bride and groom.   His friend embraced the woman as if she were made of egg shells.
    “Doc, I'm so glad you came,” Jase said, obvious relief in his tones.   As he released her, she shot a nervous glance at him before facing his sister Nickie .
    “I'm glad to be here,” she said, but his friend continued to keep her near, casually tossing his arm over her shoulders.
    “This is Doc Reyes, Nickie .   You remember I told you about her.   She's the Navy Corpsman who is responsible for our unit,” he said.
    “'Was' responsible, Second Lieutenant,” the woman called “Doc” corrected, but then quickly added, “And please call me Jasmine.”
    Jasmine like the flower , he thought, only there was nothing delicate about her.   Brittle, maybe , he thought as she shot him a nervous look from the corner of her eye.   The worry was hidden in the depths of her gaze.   It only made him more curious about the incredibly sexy woman who was also a kick-ass Navy Corpsman according to his new brother-in-law.   She'd risked life and limb to help save Jase , his team members, and the patients at the medical station they had been protecting when the Taliban had attacked.
    “So it's true then?   You're staying stateside?” his friend asked and released her.
    She stepped back from Jase and turned to Nickie , obviously wanting to deflect attention from herself .   “Congratulations on your marriage, Nickie .   Don't let this jarhead make your life too crazy,” she said with a warm smile, although her gaze shimmered with unshed