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Wishing she’d kept her big mouth shut, Erin knocked on the wooden surface of a desk. “Okay, I’m leaving. Maybe I’ll read awhile in my bunk. It’ll help me calm down and I’ll forget that I need to get laid.”
    Tracy smiled. “If you need to get laid, I know a SEAL who’d be more than happy to accommodate you.”
    On the way to her quarters, Erin’s thoughts pivoted to that SEAL who’d stolen a single kiss. Damn him to hell . If he hadn’t managed to catch her off guard, that would never have happened.
    Yeah, right.
    The devil on her shoulder snorted, telling her that she’d wanted it from the first visit she’d tended him at the sick call clinic. At that time, she hadn’t realized he’d cut his finger on purpose. And then he’d done it two more times, which was stupid, and kinda cute at the same time. What moron cut himself just to see a girl?
    One Hispanic SEAL named Caesar Sanchez with brown-black hair and eyes so dark they were almost black. Top that with his broad muscular chest and a rash of tattoos across his biceps and shoulder blades, and he had too-hot-to-handle written all over him. He was the kind of man her mother warned her about when she’d first entered the military.
    Hadn’t she learned not to fall for a man in the military? Captain Matthew Callahan had taught her that much. A larger-than-life F-16 pilot, he’d swooped in, wooed her, taken her to bed while he’d been screwing another woman at a different base. Hell, from what she’d learned later, he had a conquest in every base around the world. She’d just been stupid to fall for his blond good looks and cocky swagger. He hadn’t even been all that good in bed, more worried about getting off than making sure she was satisfied.
    Navy SEAL Caesar Sanchez would probably be just like that. She hadn’t fallen at his feet and drooled all over his tattoos. Therefore, he saw her as a challenge. And her first opportunity to show him she wouldn’t fall in with his plan had been when he’d kissed her.
    Erin smacked a palm to her forehead. She’d failed that test; she’d given in and responded. But she sure as hell wouldn’t fail the next one. Nothing could happen between her and Sanchez. They were in different rank structures, deployed and…well…she’d already been burned once by a cocky lothario. Once burned and all that.
    With her resolve strengthened, she left the hospital headed for her quarters on the first floor in the stack of relocatable buildings. Hot and sexually bothered, she slipped out of her flight suit and into shorts and a T-shirt.
    Caesar Sanchez had complicated written all over him. After breaking up with Matt, Erin wanted nothing to do with complicated. Still, the SEAL’s kiss had been…wow. And the feel of his hard muscles beneath her fingertips had been…well…wow. Her body heated more and she groaned. How was she supposed to relax when sexual tension built inside with no immediate release in sight?
    She riffled through a box of personal items and grabbed a novel from the stack she’d brought along. Maybe immersing herself in a book for the afternoon would erase the residual effects of one unsolicited kiss. When she glanced at the cover, she cocked her arm, ready to throw it across the room. The last thing she needed was an erotic romance novel to stir her blood even further.
    Yet, she didn’t throw it. Instead, she opened the book and read. Talk about stoking the fire.

Chapter Two
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    A s a SEAL, downtime was overrated. Sitting around, polishing his weapons gave Caesar far too much time to get bored, think and stew over his conversation earlier that day with Lt. Erin McGee. As the day lengthened into the afternoon, he’d worked out twice, ran once and showered, changed into clean shorts and a T-shirt and lay down on his cot. Some of the guys had gone off to play a game of volleyball. Caesar hadn’t been motivated. The heat of the afternoon waned as the sun eased out of the sky sliding slowly behind