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Chapters (45)
  1. Also by
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright Page
  4. CHAPTER ONE
  5. CHAPTER TWO
  6. CHAPTER THREE
  7. CHAPTER FOUR
  8. CHAPTER FIVE
  9. CHAPTER SIX
  10. CHAPTER SEVEN
  11. CHAPTER EIGHT
  12. CHAPTER NINE
  13. CHAPTER TEN
  14. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  15. CHAPTER TWELVE
  16. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  17. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  18. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  19. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  20. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  21. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  22. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  23. CHAPTER TWENTY
  24. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  33. CHAPTER THIRTY
  34. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  35. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  36. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
  43. CHAPTER FORTY
  44. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
  45. EPILOGUE

It was going to work out. Skye was happy for the woman who had become her friend, but seeing Lila with her husband made Skye think of Edge, and her heartache deepened. She had known the risks, but the pain of losing him was so much worse than she had imagined.

She prayed he was happy enough for both of them.

CHAPTER FORTY

CHAPTER FORTY

THREE WEEKS PASSED BEFORE ALL THE QUESTIONS ABOUT MAJOR Bradley Markham had been asked and answered. Edge’s good name had been restored, along with his rank and his position in his old Green Beret unit.

Three weeks to think about his life, his priorities, and the kind of future he really wanted.

Three weeks to get his fucking head on straight and go after Skye.

He prayed it wasn’t already too late. She worked in an office full of good-looking, capable men. Edge hadn’t phoned her in the last two weeks. He couldn’t handle it. Just the sound of her voice sent him into a downward spiral.

He missed her, ached for her. Wanted her endlessly. She was his. They belonged together. He knew that now, without the slightest doubt.

But how did she feel about him? He had never told Skye he loved her. The way he’d seen his life at the time, it wouldn’t have been fair. He was going back into Special Forces. He’d be gone a good part of the year. Skye deserved better than a part-time husband. She wanted a family; she deserved a man who would be there for her and the children they would raise.

It had taken him all this time to realize he wanted that, too, wanted a home, a wife and a family. But only if the woman by his side was Skye Delaney.

He prayed he could make her understand, convince her this wasn’t just some whim because he was lonely. This was real. Skye was what he wanted. The life she wanted was the life he wanted, too. He loved her with everything inside him.

He flew back to Denver the week before he’d planned to reenlist. Everything was set. He’d be deploying shortly after his return to Fort Campbell.

If Skye didn’t want him.

His stomach knotted at the thought.

It had taken him weeks to realize how much he had changed in the last few years. He’d made a life for himself in Denver. He had friends at Nighthawk, men as close as his brothers in the army, women friends he admired and respected. And he was proud of the good he had done as a detective, the lives his work had helped or saved.