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| Harm reached out and caressed my cheek with his calloused hand. �There is nothing between me and Dana, Meg. I�ve got my sights on one woman, and her hair isn�t red.� I shifted nervously. Since arriving in San Diego we hadn�t had any time alone together and his hand on my skin was making me feel hot and incredibly woozy. �Harm, someone could come in,� I said softly, my protest weak even to my own ears. �Let them. Half the Navy already assumes we�re together anyway, and the other half doesn�t care either way,� Harm said. He leaned down and brushed his lips over mine. �I hate hiding this. I want to be with you without looking over my shoulder to make sure no one sees us. I want to hold you in my arms at night and make you breakfast in the morning. I want to kiss you whenever I feel like it. I want to see my ring sparkling on your finger.� �I wear it at home,� I said, the weight of the diamond engagement ring that I wore on a chain around my neck suddenly becoming much greater. Harm looked incredibly hurt and I hated myself for being the cause of the pain in his eyes. �Harm, you know I want to go to the top of the tallest building and announce to the everyone who will listen that the most amazing man in the world asked me to marry him. I want to stop talking about moving in together and to just do it. I want to go shopping with the intention of buying a wedding dress, not just for an excuse to look through bridal store windows. But until we talk to the Admiral we can�t announce our relationship. We owe it to him.� �I know,� Harm said softly. He rested his forehead against mine and moved his hand from my cheek up to tangle itself in my hair. �I�ve missed you,� he said tenderly. His lips found mine and I couldn�t fight it even if I wanted to. His tongue slipped past my lips and I was gone, lost in the haze that always came over me when Harmon Rabb kissed me. �You know, if we wanted to we could go off base for the evening. Have dinner. Go dancing. We haven�t done that in a while,� Harm suggested, his fingers toying with my hair the way he liked to when he planned on seducing me. I was so close to jumping him that his seduction was more likely to make me come than make me horny, but I appreciated the effort. �The investigation,� I protested weakly. �We don�t even know what it is,� I said, even though I wanted more than anything to take Harm up on his offer and forget about everything for at least a few hours. Harm leaned down and dropped tantalizing kisses up and down my neck, his teeth nipping at my skin and his tongue smoothing over the area before moving on. I was coming apart in his arms and he knew it. |
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