Title:
SEAL For Her Protection
Series:
SEALS of Coronado #1
Author:
Paige Tyler
Genre:
Military/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 12, 2016
BLURB
He saved her from the danger once before. Can he save
her again, this time from danger he
doesn't even see coming?
When investigative journalist Hayley Garner is
kidnapped by terrorists, she's sure they're going to
kill her. But in sweeps handsome Navy SEAL Chasen Ward
to rescue her. After getting her to
safety, he disappears into the night before she can
even thank him.
Weeks later, while covering a story on the local navy
base, Hayley runs into Chasen again. Even
though she didn't see his face that night he rescued
her, she can't forget his beautiful blue eyes.
The attraction is immediate and intense, and Hayley
finds herself falling into a fiery romance with
the hunky hero out of her dreams. Guys like this
aren’t supposed to really exist, but Chasen does,
and damn is he hot.
But ever since she got back home, Hayley has had the
feeling someone's been watching her. Is it
post-traumatic stress or does she have a reason to be
afraid? Good thing she has a Navy SEAL to
protect her.
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EXCERPT
She’d thought he’d be easy to find, but the place was
SEAL hunk central, with an awful lot of the fit, attractive guys in attendance.
While quite a few of them flashed charming grins in her direction, none of them
had those unforgettable blue eyes she’d spent the past four weeks seeing in her
dreams.
Her earlier assessment had been right. This was
hopeless.
Sighing, Hayley turned to go in search of Brad instead
and almost smacked right into the broad, muscular chest of a guy in blue camo.
She stared at his uniform up close, absently wondering why the Navy wore blue
camouflage. It wasn’t like they were ever going to be in a blue jungle. She
glanced at the rank on his collar—noting the three chevrons of a petty officer
first class—then the nametag sewn on the right hand side of his chest, noting
his name—it said WARD—before lifting her head to apologize for practically
mowing him down. But when her gaze met his, all she could do was stare. There
couldn’t be two men on the planet with eyes that blue. She’d found the SEAL
who’d saved her life.
“It’s you,” she breathed.
Okay, that definitely wasn’t the most intelligent
thing she’d ever said out loud. But the SEAL smiled anyway, flashing the cutest
pair of dimples her way.
Hayley’s breath hitched. She’d tried to picture what
he looked like ever since that night, alternating between Chris Hemsworth and
Henry Cavill and finally settling on a combination of the two. She hadn’t even
been close. Petty Officer Ward was even more gorgeous than she imagined. Taller
than she was by nearly a foot, he had broad shoulders, dark hair, and a square
jaw to go along with those mesmerizing eyes. Now, this was what a superhero
should look like.
“It is,” he said. “I’m glad to see you’re doing well,
Ms. Garner.”
She’d been so caught up in the memory of the
captivating blue of his eyes she’d completely forgotten how sexy his voice was.
The deep, rich tones caressed her, making her feel warm all over. Just like
they had that night in Africa. Wow, this guy was pure sexy, wrapped in blue
camo. She had a crazy urge to ask him to say something else—anything else—so
she could hear that voice again.
“Call me Hayley, please,” she finally managed.
She offered him her hand, pulse skipping when he took
it. Wow, he had really big hands. A little part of her mind whispered something
about the significance of that, but she ignored it. Instead, she focused on the
overall sense of strength seeming to pour off him in waves. Being this close to
him and getting a chance to take in how tall and muscular he was reminded her
of the way he’d picked her up and carried her so effortlessly that night—all
while using a weapon.
Hayley had never thought of herself as the kind of
woman who wanted to be swept off her feet by a guy, but right now she was
thinking this man could carry her anywhere he wanted to.
Damn, this guy was seriously messing with her calm,
cool journalist exterior.
“Chasen Ward,” he said.
Chasen. Unusual, but it fit him. Gorgeous name for a
gorgeous guy. She wondered if the guy realized the kind of effect he likely had
on every woman on the planet, especially the one standing right in front of
him. Probably not, she guessed. Guys were usually clueless about that kind of
stuff.
“How did things go over there?” she asked. “After you
got me out, I mean.”
She cringed as soon as the words were out. Guess he
hadn’t messed with her journalist mojo as much as she’d thought. Crap, now he’d
think she was looking for a scoop. Nothing turned people off more than a nosy
reporter.
But he merely nodded. The shade from the brim on his
hat accentuated his chiseled features as he moved, making them seem even more
angular.
“They went well,” he said. “My Team and I got back a
few days ago as a matter of fact.”
Her inner Barbara Walters wanted to ask what else
they’d done over there, but before she could decide if that was a good idea or
not, two other Navy guys in blue camouflage sauntered over. Both petty officers
second class, they were tall, well-built, and good looking.
“Hey, I know you,” the younger of the two men said
with a trace of a Southern accent. Blond with brown eyes, he had that casual
Channing Tatum-thing going on. “Though I hope you don’t mind me saying, you
look a lot better now than you did the last time we saw you.”
Hayley frowned in confusion at the two men, sure she
would have remembered if she’d met them before.
Chasen chuckled. “This is Dalton Jennings and Nash
Cantrell. They were with me when we rescued you that night. You’ll have to
forgive Dalton for being clueless. He’s taken several classes on how to be
charming, but unfortunately, he keeps failing them.”
She laughed and shook hands with both men. Dalton
looked so chagrined, she couldn’t help but take pity on him. “Don’t worry about
it, Dalton. I’m well aware of how much of a mess I looked that night. Thanks
for being there with Chasen and the rest of your Team.”
The SEAL visibly relaxed, giving her another grin. “No
problem. Just doing our job, ma’am.”
Dalton might have failed out of charm school—according
to Chasen at least—but there wasn’t a woman alive who wouldn’t swoon over that
Southern drawl.
“I know it was hard to tell with all the gear we had
on,” Dalton continued. “But I was the one doing this.”
Dark eyes suddenly intense, he struck an action hero
pose, arms lifted as if he were holding an imaginary machine gun. On either
side of him, Chasen and Nash snorted in unison.
“You mean you were the one nearly running into every
wall around you because the batteries in your NVGs were dying.” Nash pointed
out drily, his dark eyes filled with amusement.
Dalton considered that a moment, then dropped the pose
and shrugged. “That might have been me.”
Hayley laughed, unable to help herself. They were both
funny—and seriously cute—but she had to admit she was glad when they took off a
little while later, leaving her alone with Chasen.
“How is your ankle feeling?” he asked as his buddies
walked off toward the pavilion.
“Much better, thanks,” she said.
He looked down pointedly at her foot where it peeked
out from under her long skirt. She’d tried not to make it obvious, but she’d
been standing with all her weight on her good foot so she could give the
injured one a rest. Chasen lifted a brow as if he saw through the little white
lie.
Hayley gave him a sheepish look. “Okay, you caught me.
It still hurts a little. But it really is much better. Thanks to you.”
“How’s that?”
“If you hadn’t gotten there in time, a messed-up ankle
would have been the least of my worries. I don’t know how I can ever repay you
for saving my life.”
That playful grin returned. “I’m more than ready to
call it even if you consider going out to dinner with me.”
If Chasen were any other guy, Hayley might consider
making him work a little harder for a date. But she’d been more than ready to
go out with him since he’d loaded her on that helicopter over in Africa. Heck,
there’d been a time or two when she’d woken up from an especially nice dream
involving the Navy SEAL when she was ready to do a lot more than date the guy.
Rip off his uniform and roll around on the floor with him being one thing that
came to mind.
“Dinner sounds great,” she said, quite proud of her
ability to maintain her composure.
“Friday night work for you?”
“Perfect.”
Hayley entered her number in his phone while he did
the same with hers, then she gave him her address.
“I’ll see you at 1830 hours,” he said, then chuckled.
“I mean, six-thirty.”
“I can’t wait,” she said, and meant it.
Touching his fingers to the brim of his hat in a
causal salute, Chasen gave her another smile then strode off. Hayley let out a
sigh as she watched him go.
Damn, he made that blue camouflage uniform look good.
AUTHOR BIO
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.
She is represented by Bob Mecoy.
She is represented by Bob Mecoy.
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