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His weapon, held in two hands, tracked Steven’s every move as he pulled her across the stage, toward the curtains that marked the fire exit.

“Back away!” His scream was manic, panicked. His hold tightened.

Pain shot through her as his fingers gouged her. She clutched at his hands, scrabbled and scratched, fighting for breath, he pressed harder. Her lungs ached. Her vision began to dim.

She could not allow herself to pass out. If she did, she might never wake up again. Steven had nothing to lose at this point. He would kill her if her could. She fought for consciousness.

But she feared she couldn’t hold out much longer—

A low growl rippled from her bag, then a yip and then a snarling, snapping sound. Steven released a high-pitched squeal—and he released her.

Thank God!

Pansy collapsed to her knees gasping for breath, only barely aware of a rush of movement. First, Mason whipping by in a blur. His fist slamming into Steven’s face. Steven crumpling. Then an army of uniforms surrounding them.

Steven was wailing still, howling and caterwauling. Something that sounded like, “She bit me. That bitch bit me.”

She hadn’t. Had she? It really wasn’t her style after all. But her mind was fuzzy, her senses dulled. Nothing made any sense.

Mason knelt before her and cupped her cheek. “Are you all right? Sweetheart, are you all right?”

“Did I bite him?” she asked.

She didn’t remember biting him, but he kept yelling it, so she must have.

Mason chuckled. Kissed her. “Lola did.”

Pansy blinked. “Lola bit him?”

“Yeah. I think she got his nipple.”

“Oh. She leaned back and peeped into her purse to find Lola licking her chops. “Good girl.”

“She is. She is a good girl,” Mason said, petting the dog.

And Lola, for once, let him.

Mason leaned back on the pillows and stared out the floor-to-ceiling widow of the Princess Suite of the Bella Coronado Hotel, staring at the dawn dancing over the Pacific. It was such a fucking relief to have it all over.

To have Pansy in his arms. To have Steven in jail. To have Lola spending the night with Lily and Ryder.

It had been an amazing night. They’d made love over and over again. Then they’d ordered room service, one of everything—except condoms—and done it again. They’d christened the shower, the sofa, the balcony.

Yeah. It was amazing.

It was what he wanted. For now. Forever.

Pansy stirred and he glanced at her, his gaze captured by her beauty.

She’d let him tie her up—really tie her up—and she’d enjoyed it. She’d insisted they try it again and soon, but frankly, he was wiped.

“How are you doing?” she asked, reaching beneath the covers with a grin. She found him. Discovered his depleted condition. A lip pushed out in a pout.

He laughed and kissed her. “You drained me.”

“How disappointing.”

He growled at her. “Behave.”

She wiggled against him. “I am behaving.” Then her teasing look faded, replaced with one that made his heart soften, made his soul ache. “Mason Steele?”

“Yes, Pansy Hightower?”

“What are we going to do tomorrow?”

It wasn’t the real question and they both knew it. It was all the other tomorrows in question.

“What would you like to do?”

“Be with you.”

He kissed her. “I want to be with you too.”

“Would you come home with me? Stay with me? Live with me?”

He forced a laugh and an outraged look. “Are you asking me to move in with you Miss Hightower?”

She nodded. “Mmm hmm.”

“I’m not that kind of man. I don’t just shack up with random women.”

“I am hardly random.” She sniffed. “I am exceptional.”

“Yes. You are. But my mother would roll over in her grave if I moved in with you.”

“Oh, but she wouldn’t have any problems with this?” She fluttered her fingers at the absolutely ravaged bedsheets.

“She would never have
seen
this,” he chortled.

But her expression gave him pause. “Seriously? You won’t move in with me?”

“No. I won’t.”

She flinched.

“Not until we’re married.”

She sat bolt upright. “Married?”

Her horror took him aback. Surely that was what they’d been talking about, wasn’t it? And then he realized why she was so dismayed. His heart lurched. “Don’t worry. We’ll have a pre-nup, sweetheart. I’m not marrying you for your money.”

She blinked. “Money? What?”

His brow quirked. “Isn’t that what you were worried about?”

“Hell no. A marriage is a marriage. We share everything. I was just thinking about how long it will take to plan a wedding.”

A slow grin rose on his face. “Plan a wedding? About five minutes.”

She gaped at him.

He held up a hand and ticked off his fingers. “Get on a plane to Vegas. Rent a car. Get a license…and get married in the Drive Through Chapel. Easy as pie.”

She crossed her arms; his attention snagged on her breasts. Beautiful, they were. “I am not getting married in a
drive through chapel
. We will have a large wedding with caterers and flowers and a gorgeous wedding dresses studded with diamonds and pearls—“

“
Dresses?
How many do you need?”

She shot him a grin. “Two. One for me and one for Lola.”

“She’s coming to the wedding?”

“She’s the Maid of Honor.” She tapped her lip. “I think she needs a tiara.”

“Seriously?”

“Seriously.” She shot him a grin. “But Lola’s dress will have to be eggshell, I think.”

“Um… eggshell?”

“Of course. Lola never wears white after Labor Day, silly.”

He wasn’t sure if she was teasing him or not, so he just frowned and said, “I like the drive through wedding idea better.”

She growled and pushed him back down on the bed. He allowed it because he liked the feel of her breasts against him, and he loved her kiss and he loved her.

“I am not getting married in a car,” she said through a very distracting kiss.

And she most certainly did not.

Lola looked stunning.

In her tiara.

The End

Read about Catherine’s exotic Hong Kong adventure in the next installment of Hot SEALs: Stone Hard SEALs

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