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statement or a question?”
    “Uh…”
    She brushed past him, moving into the bathroom. The shower went on.
    “Hey!” he shouted. “I called first shower.”
    “There’s plenty of room.”
    A hint of steam escaped from the half-open door. Just the thought of her there, warm water streaming over those curves he saw every night in his dreams, was enough to get him hard.
    He closed his eyes. Forget about it. Not gonna happen.
    But instead of changing the subject to baseball scores or battlefield injuries, his brain treated him to an instant replay of Keri in that bed. The way she’d looked in that second between when he’d opened his eyes and when he’d fully awakened. When she hadn’t been his best friend’s sweet, innocent little sister, but a woman who wanted a man. Who wanted him.
    His dick rammed against his fly, demanding what it was never going to have, and he groaned. This was going to be the hardest few days of his life. In more ways than one.
    *
    “You want to what now ?” Sean clenched his cell phone until the plastic case squeaked in protest. It had to be malfunctioning because there was no way his fellow SEAL, Marcus Hardy, one of his brothers , had said—
    “I wanna ask Bri out,” Hardy repeated, loud and clear.
    What the fuck?
    With Keri naked in the shower and Hardy talking crazy, it was like Sean was trapped in a bad dream. But he could tell by the residual ache in his head, from where the bouncer had shoved him into that beam, that he was wide awake. “Why in the hell would you do that?”
    “C’mon, man. You’ve seen Bri. She’s hot.”
    “So are a lot of women. Find one who’s not your buddy’s ex-fiancée.”
    “It’s not like that . I already got the okay from Ty.”
    “Then why are you calling me ?”
    “Hell if I know.” Then, after a long pause, “I guess I wanted to make sure. You know…that Easy’s really okay with this. I don’t want to move in on his girl if he’s still hung up on her and trying to save face.”
    Hardy had gotten it exactly right, but no way could Sean tell him that. You didn’t rat on your best friend, even if it would help him get his fiancée back. “Maybe you should worry less about Ty and more about Bri. You know how obsessed with Ty that chick is.”
    “Was. I saw her at Vapor last night, and I can one-hundred-percent guarantee that she wasn’t thinking about Easy while she was working it in that tiny skirt they call a uniform.”
    “Yeah. She was thinking about her tips.”
    “Talk to her yourself. You’ll see.”
    Damn right Sean was going to talk to her. As soon as he figured out how to do that without walking into the club where he was persona non grata. “You, uh, have her phone number?”
    “Didn’t want to get her digits until I was sure Easy would be okay with it. But I know where she’s gonna be. The girl recited her entire schedule. Must’ve wanted me to know when she’d be free to—”
    “Yeah. I get it.”
    “You really want to talk to her?”
    “Is that a problem?”
    “Naw, man.”
      “So where is she?”
    *
    If sleep-rumpled Sean had been hot, fresh-from-the-shower Sean was on fire. Keri took her time brushing out her damp hair, enjoying the view of him in nothing but a towel.
    It didn’t last long. The second he noticed her noticing him, he sprinted out of the bathroom. He must’ve practiced speed-dressing as part of SEAL training because, by the time she finished her hair a minute later, he was fully covered.
    “You ready?” he wanted to know.
    “Have you seen my purse? I swear, it was right over—”
    “Don’t worry about it. We’re only going downstairs.”
    “I thought you wanted to go to Tahoe for a cruise.”
    “I did. Do. It’s…you know.” He stared at the stylized photo of the Vegas skyline on the wall like he was hopelessly lost and it was the only map around. “A sunset cruise.”
    “Oh,” she said, even though he wasn’t making any sense.
    “I thought we’d grab a quick bite.