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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

Edge’s blue eyes remained on Conn. “There’s more. There has to be.”

“The portion of her leg that was injured is badly disfigured. The doctors did a series of skin grafts, but they didn’t do much good.”

“What else? Skye was a soldier. She would have accepted the possibility she could be wounded when she joined the army. There’s something else.”

There was, indeed, something else. Resigned now and hoping he was making the right decision, Conn finished the story.

“Skye was engaged at the time she was wounded. Months later, after she got out of the hospital, the first night she and Brian spent together, he couldn’t get it up. He said her leg was repulsive, said he couldn’t handle it. Skye broke the engagement the following day and never saw the bastard again.”

The look in Edge’s eyes could have sliced a man to bloody bits. “Brian. What’s his last name?”

Conn shook his head. “No way. He’s out of the picture and no longer living in Denver. I’ve told you what you wanted to know—now leave it alone.”

Jaw hard, Edge turned and strode to the door. “Thanks for telling me.” He reached for the doorknob.

“One more thing,” Conn said, stopping him. “Don’t hurt her, Edge. Skye’s been hurt enough already.”

Edge’s jaw hardened even more. Jerking the door open, he strode out of the office.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

EDGE DIDN’T WORK THE REST OF THAT DAY. INSTEAD, HE TOOK TIME off to get his head on straight about a couple of things and recover from mission failure.

That was how he saw it. True, they’d gotten Callie Delaney out of the compound safely, as well as Molly Lockhart. Their work had managed to send Daniel Henson packing, which had freed most of the rest of the women, but it was more than likely Henson was still in business, just setting up shop somewhere else.

Trying to catch up on sleep lost during the all-nighter they had pulled in Blancha Springs, Edge caught a late-afternoon nap. It was dark when he awoke. He spent a little time on the computer, digging for info on Henson, came up with mostly old news.

The afternoon faded, and darkness crept over the city. He felt caged and restless, his mind going back again and again to the story Conn Delaney had told him about Skye. As he sprawled on the comfortable burgundy leather sofa in his living room, Conn’s words echoed in his head.

Don’t hurt her, Edge. Skye’s been hurt enough already.

The last thing he’d ever want to do was hurt Skye. He wanted her, yes. More than any woman he could recall. And after that kiss in her kitchen, he was pretty damn sure she wanted him, too.