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Chapters (44)
  1. Part I: Marking Time
  2. Chapter 1
  3. Chapter 2
  4. Chapter 3
  5. Chapter 4
  6. Chapter 5
  7. Chapter 6
  8. Chapter 7
  9. Chapter 8
  10. Chapter 9
  11. Part II: Forward March
  12. Chapter 10
  13. Chapter 11
  14. Chapter 12
  15. Chapter 13
  16. Chapter 14
  17. Chapter 15
  18. Chapter 16
  19. Chapter 17
  20. Chapter 18
  21. Chapter 19
  22. Chapter 20
  23. Part III: Column
  24. Chapter 21
  25. Chapter 22
  26. Chapter 23
  27. Chapter 24
  28. Chapter 25
  29. Chapter 26
  30. Chapter 27
  31. Part IV: About Face
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Part V: Parade Rest
  42. Chapter 37
  43. Chapter 38
  44. Epilogue

He came back with her guitar. “Let’s go light a fire in my room.”

“Bring that.” She nodded to the guitar. “Part of that gift I mentioned.”

“I’m intrigued,” he said with a smile as he held out a hand to her.

Kate loved Reid’s bedroom. He’d knocked out a wall to make two bedrooms into one large room. The walls were painted a rich chocolate brown that matched the leather furniture arranged in front of the fire. His laptop and briefcase sat on a small desk where he sometimes worked at night. His bed was on the other side of the room, which was connected to a master bathroom.

He took off his suit coat and tie, released his top button, and rolled up his sleeves. After he lit the fire, he joined her on the sofa.

“Are you ready for your gift?”

“I’m dying of curiosity.”

“Well, it’s nothing spectacular, so don’t get too excited. I wanted to get you something special, but since you already have an airplane, I thought, what else can I get the man who has everything?”

“I only have everything now that I have you,” he said, drawing her into a kiss.

She put her hands on his chest in a halfhearted attempt to push him away. “You’re making me lose my train of thought.”

“Sorry.”

“So, anyway,” she said with a stern look that made him laugh, “I thought of the one thing I could give you that you couldn’t get anywhere else. This is where the guitar comes in. I wrote a song for you.”

His face lit up with surprise and delight. “You did?”

She nodded, tuning her guitar and taking a deep calming breath. “I think this is the first time I’ve ever been nervous about singing.”

“You’ve never had a more appreciative audience. Ever.”

His smile of encouragement put her at ease. “Here goes.” She launched into a complicated guitar intro that had his eyes widening with amazement.

I thought I knew

what love was,

but then there was you…

I thought I knew

how it would be,

but now I see,

And now it’s true…

I didn’t know

until there was you…

Until there was you…

Until there was you…

I thought I knew

And now it’s true…

I thought I knew

what peace was,

then there was you…

I thought I knew

what dreams were,

then there was you…

I thought I knew

how it would be,

but now I see…

I thought I knew

what love was,

but then there was you

Then there was you…

She played the final notes of the song and propped her guitar against the sofa.

“Kate,” he said, his voice heavy with emotion as he brought her into his arms. “That was the most amazing gift anyone has ever given me.”

“Anytime you hear me sing that song, I’ll be singing it for you.”