She was watching. He could feel it. He always knew when he was being watched, but with her…every inch of him became aware.
He took down the fourth marine in a row and turned toward her. Her eyes were wide, her face flushed, and he knew if he got close enough he'd feel her breath coming fast against his skin.
Another marine threw himself at him and he put him down on the mat. When he turned, Jennifer was gone.
He headed for her room, waving his hand over the sensor so he could get in. She was waiting for him, her face still flushed.
He reached for her, kissing her deeply as he pulled her into his arms.
"You're so sexy when you fight," she groaned into his neck, her hands pulling at his shirt, "It drives me crazy."
He smirked at her, kissing her neck, "I noticed. I'll have to remember that."
Jen groaned and pulled away from him, "You're bad, but I love you anyway."
Ronon smiled, pulling her close again and sinking back onto the bed, "I love you too."