Months after being taken hostage by pirates off the coast of Somalia and rescued by a gorgeous Navy Seal, Sonya is still suffering from severe post traumatic stress. Hoping to regain some of the same feelings she experienced during her one night with her Navy Seal, Jake, she resorts to picking up strangers in bars. As her life spirals out of control, Jake shows up out of the blue.
Will they be able to ignite their passion? Or is it too late for both of them?
Sonya watched his sparkling hazel eyes while he spoke, realizing how easy it would be to drown on those depths. She understood something she hadn�t understood all those months before: why she�d so readily invited him into her bed and been so quick to respond to his advances. It had nothing to do with the pirates, her kidnapping or residual fear over almost losing her life. The circumstances didn�t matter as much as the man. Oh, certainly, the near death experience had heightened her emotions. But even without that, she felt sure that she would have succumbed to those eyes.
�I just wanted to stop by and make sure you�re okay,� he continued, his gaze shifting to his highly polished shoes, which scuffed a little uneasily against the shiny wooden floor.
�After all this time?� she asked.
His eyes shot up, meeting her face. �Once you�d left the ship, we were sent straight on another assignment. I didn�t get back in the country until yesterday.�
�Oh,� Sonya mouthed, unsure whether any air had actually passed her lips. She pushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear. �You never said goodbye,� she muttered, hurt evident in her tone.
Running his tongue along his bottom lip, he nodded sadly. �I couldn�t,� he half-shrugged. �Do you have any idea what would have happened to me if the Commander had found out what I did with you?�
�You still could have said goodbye,� she persisted.
Sticking his firm tongue against his cheek, he scoffed lightly. �We weren�t exactly quiet, and, believe it or not, we raised the suspicion of a few of my colleagues.�
�Sorry,� she quickly said, unsure exactly why she was apologizing, but feeling the need to anyway.
�Don�t be,� he smiled. �I�m not.�