by Kelli Zel
When Lola stopped at the grocery store, she had no idea she’d be picking up a Master Sergeant...
After a brief flirtation with a mouth-watering hottie in the produce section, Lola hurries to her car, hoping to beat the predicted snow storm. Instead, she accidentally runs down the sexy soldier with her cart. Though he assures her he's fine, concern for his condition along with her body's sizzling reaction to his heated touch prompts Lola to take him home and administer a bit of personal first aid.
"Look out!" she screamed.
His head didn't pop up until the cart slammed into him.
"Oh, my God!" She skidded around the cart. "Are you okay?"
He lay sprawled on his back, his unfocused blue eyes looking up at her.
"Shit!" She took a step closer. "Don't move. Stay still. I'll call an ambulance." Digging in her purse, she mumbled, "I'm so sorry."
Blinking, he struggled into a sitting position. "It's okay. I'm fine." He jumped to his feet but reached for her cart to steady himself. "See, fine."
Snow dusted the top of his head and stuck to the shoulders of his uniform. Her hand pulled the cell phone from her purse. "To be on the safe side, we should call an ambulance." Her head nodded, and she hoped he'd agree.
"Please don't call," he swayed. "I'm fine. Besides, I can see that you're shivering. You don't have on any boots or gloves. I'll just sit for a minute and be on my way." He leaned against the fender of her car.
She studied him and ran through several options. He obviously couldn't drive, and if she did call an ambulance, they could be stuck in the parking lot for hours. With the snow, there were bound to be pileups on the freeway, and along with a rash of accidents, there would be injuries far worse than being run over with a shopping cart.
She unlocked the door with the press of a button. "Why don't you wait inside my car, and after I get my groceries packed in the trunk, I'll figure out what to do with you."
He peered from beneath his heavy fringed lashes, the corners of his mouth twitched into a sexy grin. "I might be able to help you out with some suggestions."
Her insides warmed. He was damn sexy. Even with the tic-tac-toe board stamped into his forehead.