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intended to tear down every last

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n lied. He'd tried to be understanding and patient. He'd made mistakes

fought his way here, sh

te driveway, his heart pounded. He had a nasty idea how Brea's father would respond when he explained why he'd come. The man would slam the door in his

ng the guy in the face was out of the question, he'd have to quell his brute-force instinct to

s going to be

up. He'd known uphill battles hi

im since last summer. Though Brea was talking to an elderly couple, the m

and squeezed his chest. By damn

ving without

two critical facts: His job often entailed saving the world as people knew it, and this particular chime he only

he lousy

from his pocket. "W

ea

tough son of a bitch. One thing he wasn't prone to was drama, so that single

ey'd spoken, and he wondered how the man was enjoying both his fifties an

Caleb a million times over, whatever th

One-Mile was concerned, the jury was still out on that trio.

ink of one answer. It

ust ask who I

mouth gaping open in a perfect little O. She'd heard that. Goddamn it to hell. Yeah, she knew

n his ear. "I'm going to text you an address

ng this exact moment with Brea.

moment is

hings lightly, One-Mile didn't see

porch and gave Brea his full attention. He had so little time

vously as she cast a furtive glance over her shoulder, through t

unded closer to a hiss.

, but Brea could call him whatever the hell s

ad to-talk, coax, hustle, schmooze-until she and her father both came around to his way of thinking. Now he only had time to

reviou

pseudo older brother, squeezed her hand as they

ghter booming from his fellow operatives at EM Security Management, none of whom seemed to have brought a date. S

here's a lot of testosterone here." He glanced at the h

ied to

hing. Always have been." He gave her an enc

dy has been encouraging me to get out of

't know well and wholeheartedly approve of. Since Cutter had known

your future, Bre

and Cutter had talked about that more than once. Brea agreed...but she didn't know where to start. Since she enjoyed helping the folks in town look and feel their bes

. A wildness, like the devil was whispering temptation in her ear

hind her ear and peered Cutter's way. "So your teammates

ideways glance. "You're not looking to get married r

nt he treated her not just like the you

d I've been on exactly two dates in my life. I

hardened warriors-special operators, spies, snipers... They have to leav

ctor. And you're perfectly wonderful. Som

r was-and always had been-purely platonic. Neithe

Caleb Edgington formed this team a few years back, then turned it over to his sons? Hunter, his older"-he pointed to the hard-jawed man grilling burgers-"is a former SEAL. He's married to Kata,

n she wasn't the only wom

ley, is a ballerina, but she's on tour right now. Josiah Grant, the buff guy next to him, is former CIA. The other two, Zy and Trees, are tight. They served to

ly tall." Brea

specialist and he's exceptionall

fron. The grown-up vers

hase Garrett, but around here he doesn't answer to that. Besides being

come here to get out of her sheltered bubble and meet people.

e Walker. I don't know if the bastard will show tonight. He's a loner, and you'