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  SEAL’s Rescue

  Bone Frog Brotherhood Book 4

  Sharon Hamilton

  Sharon Hamilton’s Book List

  SEAL Brotherhood Series

  Accidental SEAL (Book 1)

  Fallen SEAL Legacy (Book 2)

  SEAL Under Covers (Book 3)

  SEAL The Deal (Book 4)

  Cruisin’ For A SEAL (Book 5)

  SEAL My Destiny (Book 6)

  SEAL Of My Heart (Book 7)

  Fredo’s Dream (Book 8)

  SEAL My Love (Book 9)

  SEAL Brotherhood Box Set 1 (Accidental SEAL & Prequel)

  SEAL Brotherhood Box Set 2 (Fallen SEAL & Prequel)

  Ultimate SEAL Collection Vol. 1 (Books 1-4 / 2 Prequels)

  Ultimate SEAL Collection Vol. 2 (Books 5-7)

  Bad Boys of SEAL Team 3 Series

  SEAL’s Promise (Book 1)

  SEAL My Home (Book 2)

  SEAL’s Code (Book 3)

  Big Bad Boys Bundle (Books 1-3 of Bad Boys)

  Band of Bachelors Series

  Lucas (Book 1)

  Alex (Book 2)

  Jake (Book 3)

  Jake 2 (Book 4)

  Big Band of Bachelors Bundle

  True Blue SEALs Series

  True Navy Blue (prequel to Zak)

  Zak (Includes novella above)

  Nashville SEAL Series

  Nashville SEAL (Book 1)

  Nashville SEAL: Jameson (Books 1 & 2 combined)

  Silver SEALs

  SEAL Love’s Legacy

  Sleeper SEALs

  Bachelor SEAL

  Stand Alone SEALs

  SEAL’s Goal: The Beautiful Game

  Love Me Tender, Love You Hard

  Bone Frog Brotherhood Series

  New Year’s SEAL Dream (Book 1)

  SEALed At The Altar (Book 2)

  SEALed Forever (Book 3)

  SEAL’s Rescue (Book 4)

  Paradise Series

  Paradise: In Search of Love

  Novellas

  SEAL You In My Dreams (Magnolias and Moonshine)

  SEAL Of Time (Trident Legacy)

  Fall From Grace Series (Paranormal)

  Gideon: Heavenly Fall

  Golden Vampires of Tuscany Series (Paranormal)

  Honeymoon Bite (Book 1)

  Mortal Bite (Book 2)

  Christmas Bite (Book 3)

  Midnight Bite (Book 4 Coming Summer 2019)

  The Guardians (Paranormal)

  Heavenly Lover (Book 1)

  Underworld Lover (Book 2)

  Underworld Queen (Book 3)

  Audiobooks

  Sharon Hamilton’s books are available as audiobooks narrated by J.D. Hart.

  About the Book

  Navy SEAL Tucker Hudson has barely recovered from his last difficult deployment in Africa, a near-failed operation, when he learns the American hostage they were unable to free that last time, has been found. His team is tasked with going in a second time to complete what was left undone.

  Brandy Hudson’s world is changing every day as she devotes herself to their new pregnancy and the purchase of their new home.

  But danger from the hostage rescue across the oceans comes home to affect Brandy and Tucker’s family in a desperate plot uncovered in California. Will it be in time to save the happily ever after they both desire?

  Begin Reading

  SEAL’s Goal (Bonus Novella)

  Dedication

  About the Author

  Table of Contents

  Copyright © 2019 by Sharon Hamilton

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  All rights reserved. Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise) without the prior written permission of the copyright owner of this book.

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, media, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. In many cases, liberties and intentional inaccuracies have been taken with rank, description of duties, locations and aspects of the SEAL community.

  License Notes

  This e-book is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This e-book may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each person you share it with. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the author’s work.

  Author’s Note

  I always dedicate my SEAL Brotherhood books to the brave men and women who defend our shores and keep us safe. Without their sacrifice, and that of their families—because a warrior’s fight always includes his or her family—I wouldn’t have the freedom and opportunity to make a living writing these stories. They sometimes pay the ultimate price so we can debate, argue, go have coffee with friends, raise our children and see them have children of their own.

  One of my favorite tributes to warriors resides on many memorials, including one I saw honoring the fallen of WWII on an island in the Pacific:

  “When you go home

  Tell them of us, and say

  For your tomorrow,

  We gave our today.”

  These are my stories created out of my own imagination. Anything that is inaccurately portrayed is either my mistake, or done intentionally to disguise something I might have overheard over a beer or in the corner of one of the hangouts along the Coronado Strand.

  I support two main charities. Navy SEAL/UDT Museum operates in Ft. Pierce, Florida. Please learn about this wonderful museum, all run by active and former SEALs and their friends and families, and who rely on public support, not that of the U.S. Government.

  www.navysealmuseum.org

  I also support Wounded Warriors, who tirelessly bring together the warrior as well as the family members who are just learning to deal with their soldier’s condition and have nowhere to turn. It is a long path to becoming well, but I’ve seen first-hand what this organization does for its warriors and the families who love them. Please give what your heart tells you is right. If you cannot give, volunteer at one of the many service centers all over the United States. Get involved. Do something meaningful for someone who gave so much of themselves, to families who have paid the price for your freedom. You’ll find a family there unlike any other on the planet.

  www.woundedwarriorproject.org

  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Sharon Hamilton’s Book List

  About the Book

  Copyright Page

  Author’s Note

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  SEAL’s Goal

  Title Page

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13
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  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  About the Author

  Reviews

  SEAL Prayer

  Chapter 1

  Navy SEAL Tucker Hudson woke up to his rosy-cheeked bride’s snores. And she drooled, which had been one of the most remarkable things he’d discovered about her that first night they slept together. He watched the look on her face—totally engrossed in a dream of some kind, as spaced out as if she’d fallen asleep in a drunken stupor. Her plump upper lip folded and curled into a little sexy peak, showing a few of her front teeth. Brandy’s hair scattered all over his chest, lovingly entangling him. Her right arm draped across his shoulder and hung free, her cheek pressed against his right upper chest.

  It was deliciously hot and sticky next to her pink flesh. Carefully, he slipped his arm under the covers, reaching across his abdomen to pinch her right nipple.

  She awoke with a squeak. He did all that for a squeak, that momentary tiny shock of terror before she realized he was ramping up to play with her as passionately as she wanted. And she usually liked it intense.

  She moaned when his fingers searched below and found that little garden of delights. He lifted her knees then wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her on top of him. She arched backward and gave him that view of her enormous breasts, which formed his growing erection.

  “God, sweetheart, look at you. Look at us together,” he said as he dug his fingers into her hips hoisting her above him long enough to position his shaft. She shuddered on the way down, her eyes rolling as he gently bounced her then clutched her breasts, hungry for their taste. Maybe it was his imagination, but she was bigger there than before the deployment, even though it was still very early in her pregnancy.

  “You’re gonna kill me seeing you all ripe and,”—he sucked in air as she formed a ring around his member at their joining—“big with my child.”

  “Oh, Tucker,” she whispered as she stopped, and with her elbows squeezing her tits together, she allowed him to feel her flexing internal muscles.

  She liked to get that first little one out of the way before they got into the heavy tussle that would leave them both breathless. And she could sustain her little ripple orgasm for long minutes until he was ready to explode.

  He placed his thumb on her clit, and her eyes sprung open. “Suck me,” she begged.

  She really didn’t have to ask.

  The morning sun woke Tucker, blasting a laser over his brow, through a crack in the curtain. He’d go out and splurge for some blackout shades today, even though this was a rental. He was sad that with the upcoming deployment they wouldn’t have time to do a proper house hunt and get Brandy situated before he had to leave. He was awaiting orders that could come any minute.

  That part of his job really was the pits. It interrupted everything. Unlike a regular job where birthdays, holidays, and family events were sacred, his job ignored all those things and he was supposed to not let that upset him. He’d done it before with his first ten-year stint. But it was harder this go-around. When he was out, he spent the next ten years wishing he’d never left the Teams. Now he was back to square one, trying not to think about leaving Brandy again.

  Except this time, he was newly married and expecting a child. And that made all the difference.

  Brandy was probably awake and thinking too, because her breathing was surface and barely audible. He pondered yesterday’s events. The day had started out okay but had turned into some gothic freak show during the evening with Brandy’s discovery of a note his ex left in his jacket pocket. It surprised him how wounded she’d felt. He reminded himself to pay attention to that and not to see it as a defect in her character, for her past made her the lady she was today. She was kind, because she knew how it felt to be on the other side of cruel. She knew the difference between right and wrong with a backbone as strong as any he’d seen on the teams. That’s why he loved her so much. If it meant he had to watch her insecurity about being his one and only, he’d do that. In spades. That was the key to her happiness.

  It was also the key to his.

  “Are you awake, Tucker?” she whispered as she snuggled into his neck.

  His arm slipped around her waist again, as if it permanently belonged there. Her head tucked under his chin, and as he inhaled and exhaled, he took her body up and down with his rhythm.

  “I am. Thinking about you, sweetheart.” It was true.

  “When do you think the call will come?”

  “Have no idea. I’m guessing soon. We have to expect that, Brandy.”

  “I know.” She propped herself up on her arms folded across his chest. One long finger traced down his slightly crooked nose, following over a scar he’d received from the last trip to Africa, and then across his lips, first the upper then the lower. She kissed him softly and examined them as she continued to trace.

  “Say it.” He knew she liked to tease like a little girl when she had something important on her mind.

  She angled her head, as if to let the thoughts drain to somewhere she could speak about them. “I was thinking when you go, perhaps Dorie, Brawley and I could go on a road trip, if you think he’s okay.”

  “I’d prefer that he go. I don’t like the idea of you and Dorie on a road trip by yourselves.”

  “And yet we used to do it all the time.”

  “Before you were with me. Before Brawley. But you’re both pregnant. She has a child, is getting ready to have twins, and Brawley’s just recovering. Don’t you think it’s a little much?”

  “You’re probably right.”

  His fingers laced up her spine, enjoying the smoothness of her delicate skin. “I know you’re looking for things to take your mind off the waiting. Maybe you and Christy could do more house searching?”

  “But she’s Kyle’s better half, and she has the kids and so much responsibility while you and the Team are gone.”

  Kyle was their LPO, their Team leader, and as his wife, Christy Lansdowne was unofficially in charge of the wives, fiancés, and families.

  “Maybe it will help her too. You could offer to babysit in exchange. She might appreciate that, since she does still work.”

  “I’ll think about that.” She smiled, staring down at his lips again. “Tucker, you have so many great ideas.”

  “I have another one I think you’ll like,” he whispered, raising up to meet her lips, then gently folding her beneath him in the bed.

  Chapter 2

  Brandy looked forward to officially telling Dorie about their pregnancy and seeing how her best friend was coming along with her own. Most of the time since Tucker’s return had been taken up with getting back into the routine of being home, assuming something of a “regular” life, which was never really that regular. Part of that was making sure Brawley had a station and job he could look forward to so Tucker wouldn’t have to worry about him while he was gone again. So, under the dark cloud of that phone call letting them know the deployment was a go, they opted for a visit to Dorie and Brawley’s home.

  Jessica, Dorie and Brawley’s toddler, was even more of a handful than she’d been a week ago when Brandy last saw her. She was tall for her age, taking after Brawley’s side of the family, and not yet willowy like all the Hanks women with her baby fat still present. But she operated just like Brawley, like a tank crashing through life—breaking toys, furniture, and everything in her wake. Dorie looked exhausted, and Brandy noticed her center of gravity was changing with her showing belly.

  Her beautiful friend pushed her blonde locks off her forehead, straightened her back with her right hand on her hip and blew out air with the stretch. “I keep thinking this is supposed to be the easy time. Imagine wh
at it will be like when I have the three of them, all in diapers.”

  “You’ll get lots of help, sweetie,” Brandy said as she hugged Dorie.

  “And then with Brawley. Well, it’s like having a toddler, and a teenager to raise all at once, and me with a broken knee or foot or something.”

  “Now you’re scaring me, Dorie. You mean being pregnant is a handicap?” Brandy gave her a wink.

  Dorie stood taller and smiled. “Point taken. Not fair of me. It won’t be like this for you. I apologize.”

  “Silly!” Brandy quipped back. She appreciated the comment and thanked her lucky stars she didn’t have the same situation as her friend. “You’re allowed to tell me whatever you like.”

  “Something tells me Tucker will be much more help around the house than Brawley is. My guy doesn’t mind things in chaos, and he encourages Jessica to be fearless. She loves her daddy so much. Really cute to watch. My parenting style is slightly different.”

  “As it should be. After all, you’re more delicate.”

  Dorie stared off to the side, giving a hard look at Brawley wrestling with Jessica in the backyard while Tucker stood beside them laughing. Brandy noted a slight frown. The snapshot of the two men, one a SEAL and one a former SEAL, “doing family” as Tucker called it, would forever be embedded in her memory. It was a reminder that life passed by at breakneck speed and that she should enjoy every moment for what it was. The future for these men and their families was always dangerous. But one thing was blazingly evident. They loved their families with a fierceness and loyalty unlike any other.

  “Thank goodness I fell for him hard. Their bodies take all the scars, but they’re in their element. We have the harder job, Brandy.” She aimed her clear blue eyes toward her friend in an unwavering message of understanding they both shared. “We’re the ones who pay the price.”

  A chill drifted over the room with Jessica’s screams in the background. For the first time, Brandy saw fear resident in Dorie’s eyes.

  After the stars came out and they had cleaned up the barbeque mess, Brawley put Jessica in his carry pack and the five of them drifted slowly down the beach. Not much of the blush of the spectacular rose-colored sunset was left. Brandy’s hand felt tiny gripped and protected by Tucker’s huge paw. They swung their arms in the cadence of their gait, listening to the waves break on the shore and the call of late sea birds looking to settle down for the night. One or two small bonfires were lit, couples snuggling under blankets to stay warm, even though the breeze was mild. The ocean smoothed its way over the sand, erasing footsteps of long-forgotten travelers, rendering afternoon sandcastles into a melted mess.