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The stars shone brightly in the sky above as Steve sat on the back deck of his house. A warm bottle of beer hung loosely in his right hand as he blankly stared up at the sky. He could feel the warm, steady breeze coming from the ocean. Numbly, he brought the beer bottle to his lips and took a long drink.
After the phone call he'd received at the beach earlier that day, he'd been quiet. Everyone had noticed the change in him, especially Emma. The car ride back home had been a silent one, and she'd disappeared upstairs as soon as they had arrived. The sound of running water caused Steve to groan aloud as the thought of Emma in the shower had an immediate effect on his body.
Shaking his head as if to rid himself of those thoughts, Steve let his mind return to the phone call. Riley had phoned to let Steve know that they had a break in the investigation into Emma's stalker. They found fingerprints around the window sill of her bedroom window that happened to match a set of fingerprints they had collected from inside her locker at work. The bad news was that so far the prints were not found in any database.
Steve knew that it was only a matter of time before they found this guy. Riley and several of his fellow SEALs were working around the clock. It bothered Steve that he couldn't do more to help at the moment. He knew his job was to keep Emma safe, but he wished he was in Richmond when they caught this bastard so he could kick his ass for putting that constant look of fear in Emma's eyes.
Once again, his thoughts drifted to the blonde-haired woman upstairs in the shower. If the situation had been different, he'd have been in there with her. That thought caused a certain part of his anatomy to jolt awake. Steve cursed himself as he stood up and began walking towards the water. There was no way in hell he'd ever keep his hands to himself if he went inside the house now. He'd completely stripped by the time he'd reached the water's edge. After diving in, he catapulted through the water at record speed.
Within ten minutes, Emma emerged from the house. She'd look for Steve after she'd gotten out of the shower and had no luck finding him inside. Walking towards the water, she instinctively knew he'd be there. Steve was a SEAL to the core, and when he was frustrated he went to the one place that relaxed him—the ocean. Emma dropped down to the sand beside his clothes as she waited for him. Her eyes searched the water for any sign of him. After a few minutes, his dark head broke the surface of the water about twenty feet out. Neither of them moved as they stared at each other.
Finally, Steve rose out of the water and began walking towards the shore. Emma nearly swallowed her tongue when she saw he was only wearing a pair of black boxer briefs that were currently plastered to the lower part of his body leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination.
Steve, on the other hand, was desperately fighting his raging libido and the fact that Emma was sitting there in a pair of tiny shorts and a tank top with no bra.
"Have a good swim?" Emma croaked out as she stood with his clothes in her hands.
Steve only nodded his head in reply as he reached out to take the clothing from her. His fingers brushed against hers and an electric current shot up both of their arms. Emma jumped slightly and Steve let out a strangled groan.
"You'd better get back inside, Emma," Steve said softly as he turned away from her.
Emma stood there in shock for several moments not because of his words but because of the reason why he had turned around so quickly.
"Steve, I—" Emma began. She was cut off when he swung around, dropped the clothes he was holding, and grabbed her by the shoulders.
"Emma, if you don't go inside, I'm about to do something we'll both regret later," Steve said with an unsteady voice. Instead of fleeing like he thought she would, Emma stood still with desire clouding her green orbs. After what seemed like an eternity to Emma, Steve moved his hands up to cradle her face. His hazel eyes burned with an intense passion that Emma could practically feel in her bones. Slowly his head descended towards hers. Emma drew in a breath just as his lips hovered centimeters from her own.
That's when it happened.
His phone rang.
Steve pulled away quickly from Emma before removing the phone from his pants pocket and stalking towards the house. Emma stood there on the beach in complete shock at what almost happened. The worst part for her wasn't that he walked away, but that she desperately wanted to know what it felt like to totally and completely possessed by Steve McGarrett.
A shiver ran across her spine causing her to wrap her arms around herself. She turned and went back inside the house. All was quiet as she walked up the stairs. She paused when she came to the landing and saw that Steve's door was closed. Sighing in defeat, Emma went to her room and softly closed the door.