The chemistry between them sizzles as Matthew tries to stay away from temptation, but sometimes a raging inferno begins with only a spark.
Published: March 29th, 2016
The girl next door is all grown up, and she’s ready to play….
Brianna Miller’s life isn’t going as planned. She’s moonlighting as a cocktail waitress after getting laid off from her marketing job, her older brother was injured in Afghanistan, and the man she’s pined for since she was a teenager is back in her life, hotter than hell and more tempting than ever.
Navy SEAL Matthew “Gator” Murphy has only one goal when he returns to Pensacola, Florida for a long weekend—to welcome his best friend home and then get the hell out of there. There’s no way he can face life with his buddy in a wheelchair, not when he was the one who convinced him to enlist in the first place.
When a gorgeous blonde waitress catches his eye, the last woman he expects to see is Brianna, his best friend’s younger sister. The chemistry between them sizzles as Matthew tries to stay away from temptation, but sometimes a raging inferno begins with only a spark.
The SEAL Next Door, a stand-alone novel, is book five in the new Alpha SEALs series.
Brianna muttered under her breath as she tripped over her flippers in the shallow water and ungracefully fell over with a splash. The school of fish scattered in the clear, turquoise waters, and she tried to remember why she’d enjoyed this when she was younger. Or why she’d agreed to go snorkeling with Matthew today. She was supposed to be celebrating her brother’s long-awaited homecoming, spending the day with family, not out here making a fool of herself.
She didn’t even have her phone with her in case her parents needed to reach her or someone else contacted her from the police station. She supposed that Matthew had thought this would be a fun distraction from what was going on at the moment, but her mind was on everything but the fish she was supposed to be admiring.
Chunks of shells cut against her hands as she struggled to push herself back up, and a strand of hair fell into her face. Maybe flippers were good for swimming, but they were pretty lousy for attempting to walk around in. No one else seemed to be having as much trouble as her though.
She lost her footing again as she tried to stand, dropping her goggles and snorkel into the water, which she’d long since pulled from her face.
“I got you,” a deep voice said, and suddenly Matthew’s strong hands were wrapping around her waist, lifting her back onto her feet. He held her directly in front of him, his chest to her back, and the feel of his fingers against her bare flesh sent tingles rushing down her arms and warmth coiling in her belly. She froze, not daring to move.
“Are you okay?”
“Fine,” she said stiffly, pulling his hands from her waist and awkwardly turning to face him.
Droplets of water ran down his bronzed skin, and she tried not to stare at his wall of muscles. At those wide shoulders, broad pecs, and eight-pack abs. Or into those deep green eyes.
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Bestselling Author Makenna Jameison writes stories with hot alpha males, steamy romance, and happily-ever-afters. She loves reading, writing, coffee, the beach, and traveling to new places. Makenna lives in Washington DC with her husband and daughter.
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