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Steve would admit it: he was nervous as hell. Nervous to bring Natalie to his home. Nervous to see what was going to happen. He might be a rough and tumble Navy SEAL with years of combat experience, but seeing a woman's skin flush a light pink from ecstasy just made him weak in the knees ( Read more... )

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[Steve is not happy. Not happy at all]

[Against his better judgment, Steve is floating on his surfboard with a beer in hand, trying to down it before the next big wave]

Hula. What? A highly trained, and tactical Navy SEAL can't learn how to hula? Steve thinks otherwise. When Kono suggested that the team take the night off and head to Ka Hale I O Kahala Halau to blow off some steam that had compacted during a very violent week? Steve was gung-ho. He had always admired the highly skilled hula dancers that ( Read more... )