SEALs of CORONADO, Book 3
Author: Paige Tyler
Release Date: Feb 14
That was then—this is now.
When a woman from his past shows up on his doorstep, Navy SEAL Trent Wagner isn’t sure what to expect. The little sister of his best friend back in high school, Lyla Torres is all grown up now and even more beautiful than he remembered. He’d always had a thing for her back then, but that damn bro code meant she was off limits.
Before Trent can act on the sparks that obviously still exist between them, he’s going to have to use his SEAL training to help find her brother. His old friend has messed up his life since they were teenagers, getting into drugs and doing some time in jail, and now he’s missing. Trent knows it’s not a good idea to get involved in someone else’s problems, especially when they could end up getting both him and Lyla thrown into prison—or killed. But Trent has never been able to say no to a beautiful woman, especially one he’s had a crush on since high school.
When they got to her apartment building, Trent carried her bag and his up the three flights of stairs to her place like they were nothing. She flipped on the lights the moment they walked in the door. The two-bedroom apartment was on the small side, but she loved coming home after a tough day in the classroom anyway.
Trent set down the bags on the floor near the loveseat, his gaze taking in the plants she lovingly cared for, the framed photos of family and friends, and the many knickknacks she’d collected.
“This is nice,” he said.
“Thanks.” She gave him a smile. “I purposely rented a place on the lower end of my budget so I could save money and do some traveling during the summers.”
She would have said more, but a yawn snuck up on her. She hid it behind her hand then gave Trent an apologetic look.
“Sorry about that.”
“Don’t be. We can talk tomorrow.” He grinned. “Right now, I think it’s time we get you into bed.”
The words had her pulse skipping a beat. If Trent wasn’t a guy she’d known since elementary school, she would have thought he was flirting with her. Since she had, she was simply going to chalk up the line to exhaustion on both their parts.
“Good idea.” She turned, motioning with her hand for him to follow while she tried to hide her blush. “Come on. I’ll show you where everything is so you can crash, too.”
He followed her through the small apartment while she pointed out the kitchen, bathroom, and second bedroom. Then she grabbed some sheets and a pillow and showed him how the futon converted into something that slightly resembled a bed.
“If you’re hungry, feel free to raid the fridge,” she added. “I’m not sure there’ll be anything in there you’ll like, but you’re welcome to check it out.”
He chuckled. “If you have ketchup, I’ll eat cardboard.”
She doubted he’d be so agreeable once he got a peek at her collection of Greek yogurt, coconut water, and soy milk. But she’d worry about that tomorrow. They could stop at the grocery store while they were running around looking for Marco.
Lyla left Trent making up the futon while she headed to the bathroom to get ready for bed. Normally, her nighttime ritual took at least thirty minutes, but she was too tired to go through the full routine. She got her makeup off, brushed her teeth so her mouth wouldn’t taste like the bottom of a birdcage in the morning, and pulled on her long, threadbare University of Texas at San Antonio sleepshirt then called it a night.
When she opened the door, she found Trent leaning against the wall in hallway outside the bathroom wearing tight khaki shorts and a snug-fitting T-shirt with some kind of surfing logo on the front of it. She wasn’t quite sure what it was because, well, there were so many muscles to look at instead. Damn, he had the most amazing body she’d ever seen.
She ignored the flutter in her tummy and jerked her thumb at the bathroom. “It’s all yours.”
Giving his shoulders, biceps, and long, muscular legs one more lingering glance, she turned and headed for her bedroom. She didn’t get more than a few feet before she spun back around to face him again.
“Everything happened so fast today that I didn’t get a chance to say thank you.” She gave him a sheepish look. “You didn’t have to use your vacation time to come back here with me, but I’m glad you did. So thanks…okay? It really means a lot to me.”
“You’re welcome.” His mouth curved up at the edges. “I only hope I can help you find your brother.”
Lyla returned his smile. It was crazy to think Trent could show up and simply fix everything just like that. She wasn’t naïve. She knew her brother was likely in some serious trouble. But having someone as strong and confident as Trent here gave her hope. At the moment, that was all she could ask for.
About the Author:
Paige Tyler is a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of sexy, romantic suspense and paranormal romance. She and her very own military hero (also known as her husband) live on the beautiful Florida coast with their adorable fur baby (also known as their dog). Paige graduated with a degree in education, but decided to pursue her passion and write books about hunky alpha males and the kick-butt heroines who fall in love with them.
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