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Total pages in book: 73
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Tyler Cree has never been good at the whole look and don’t touch thing. From the moment he was old enough to walk on his own two feet, he’s been looking for trouble. Trouble comes in many forms…quite a few of those forms being the female persuasion. Tyler knows what girls want—a bad boy. And he has the bad boy image down pat. Ex-military—check. Hot cop—double check. A bike between his legs and a devil may care attitude—oh, yeah. All the girls want him, yet none of them will have him—at least not all of him, anyway. A certain appendage they can have all they want. His heart, however, is not up for grabs. The useless organ inside his chest was broken and battered, mutilated by the one woman he thought would keep it safe. Spoiler alert: she ripped it to shreds and set fire to the pieces. To protect himself, Tyler keeps everyone at arm’s length, and never lets anyone get too close. Then Reagan Rose Alvarez barrels into his life, and trespasses on not only his property, but straight into his abused heart. One glance is all it takes, and he’s suddenly thinking about things he hasn’t thought for quite some time—thoughts that a man like him should never have about a woman like her. One moment of weakness is all it takes, and suddenly he has no other choice but to go on the offensive. Keeping her is the only other option now. Turns out, his heart isn’t as broken as he thought it was. The only problem is, now the little she-devil holds it in the palm of her hands, and she has no clue just how much power she holds.
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Chapter 1

Never run with a set of bagpipes. You could fall and poke your eye out, or even worse, get kilt.

-Text from Reagan to her dad

Reagan

I looked over at my friend.

“You want me to what?” I asked in surprise.

“Go on a blind date,” she said. “I want to set you up with someone I know you’ll adore.”

I highly doubted I’d adore anyone.

I never did.

I was, by definition, a very shy person.

Until someone pissed me off, then not so much.

But I didn’t think that a blind date would accomplish getting me pissed off—it took a lot for that to happen.

I snorted and turned to face Janie fully. “I don’t have time to go on a blind date with anyone. Besides, what if he’s a serial killer?”

Janie gave me a droll look. “He’s not a serial killer. In fact, he’s a cop.”

Like that was any better?

I winced. “I’m not dating a cop.”

I refused.

That was a big fat no. I would not, under any circumstance, date a cop.

It’s not that I had anything against them. My dad was a cop, after all. However, cops had certain personalities that tended to clash with my wild and free soul.

I was a quiet person. I was a scholar. I was a pain in the ass and on occasion, I did some not so legal things that might get a cop in trouble if they knew about it and didn’t arrest me.

No, I didn’t do drugs. And no, those things weren’t all that bad.

It’s just that sometimes I got myself in hot water while quenching my thirst for knowledge.

You see, I’m a botanist.

My current job is working for Texas Parks and Wildlife Department investigating the nuisance aquatic plant, hydrilla verticillata. The hydrilla was starting to take over Texas lakes and was proving to be very harmful to the habitat.

I didn’t necessarily perform anything illegal for the state, but I did sometimes get caught up in my own investigations and trespass. I get caught up in my brain and forget to pay attention. OK, I did that often. But it was on my own time when I was researching my own things—such as a type of moss that grew on the trees near the lake that belonged to the state.

Not intentionally, though.

“Are you even listening to me?” Janie asked, sounding exasperated.

I looked at my friend and sighed. She knew precisely when I was listening—and when I wasn’t.

She’d been my friend since I was a young girl. I couldn’t recall a time when she wasn’t around—well, until lately, that is, since she moved to this town and promptly started luring the rest of the kids that’d grown up with us this way.

“No.” I didn’t even bother trying to lie. “I don’t want to go out on a date. I want to go watch some Sam and Dean on Netflix. If I go out on a date, that’s possibly three episodes that I wouldn’t get to watch.”

“Okay,” she said. “Say it with me now. Sam and Dean from Supernatural are not real.”

I flipped her off. “I know it’s not real, Janie. I just like to watch them and there’s nothing wrong with that.”

She narrowed her eyes. “If you don’t come, I’ll make you regret it.”

I sighed again.

“Fine.” I crossed my arms. “When?”

She smiled brightly. “Six. At the Taco Shop. We’re bringing Cora, June, Johnny and a couple other people…maybe our husbands if we can get them to say yes.”

I looked over at Kayla, Janie’s best friend for forever and snorted.

Kayla was asleep on the couch, her mouth hanging half open as drool started to leak out of it.

“You should probably capture this moment,” I said. “That’d make a good profile picture.”

Janie reached for her phone and snapped a few, then looked at me expectantly.

I waved at her. “Fine.”

That’d give me six hours to get some work done. My upcoming master’s thesis would be perfect…I just needed a little more information.

***

I was ankle deep in mud—on someone’s property, perilously close to that someone’s home—and I was on my haunches looking at the moss that was growing on the trunk of a tree.

I’d just scraped off a sample of it into a petri dish and taped it up when I heard a male clearing his throat behind me.

I looked over my shoulder to see a very sexy man, his arms crossed, standing at the foot of his dock.

And when I say sexy, I meant the kind of sexy that gave a girl a full body quiver causing her to forget to breathe for a second. Yeah, that kind of sexy.

He was tall, built, and tattooed.

He had longer brown/black hair and a trimmed beard covering the lower half of his face, but I could definitely see that he had an angular jaw and beautiful lips.

His legs were braced apart, encased in a pair of tight blue jeans that left very little to the imagination—such as he let his junk lean to the left and his thighs were muscular.

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Advertisement Ain’t Doin’ It Read Online Lani Lynn Vale (Simple Man #4) http://www.books2020.com/aint-doin-it-4-read-online-lani-lynn-vale Fri, 16 Jun 2017 01:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/aint-doin-it-4-read-online-lani-lynn-vale Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Erotic, Funny, MC, Romance, Suspense Authors: Lani Lynn Vale Series: Simple Man Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Coke Solomon has lived a full life. He’s a retired army drill sergeant, so he is more than used to getting his way. And if he can’t have it his way? Well, let’s just say that’s never happened before… At least not until Cora Maldonado walks into his life, demanding he fall in line, or she’ll find a way to make his life hell. He finds out fast that Cora marches to the beat of her own drum, and a lot of times that drum takes her farther away rather than closer to where he feels she needs to be. He can’t stand it. He wants her, and he has to have her. It doesn’t matter that she’s twenty years younger than him, and has a father that would rather see him dead than have his baby girl anywhere near him. Nor does it matter that his ex-wife is highly offended that she’s been replaced with a much younger woman. Despite the odds stacking against them, he’ll fight for what he wants. His ex-wife, her father, and their age difference be damned.
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Chapter 1

Why get thinner when you can get dinner?

Cora

Chugggggaaaaaa chuggggaaaaaa vroooooooom.

I ground my teeth together and glared so hard at the outside wall of my house that faced the noise. It was a wonder it was still standing against my anger.

I was not a happy girl.

In fact, if there was one person in the entire freakin’ city of Hostel right now who might kill their neighbor by midnight, it was me.

“What in the hells bells made whoever was starting that truck—and it was probably a goddamn man—think it was okay to do that at” —I looked over to the clock— “twelve oh three in the freakin’ morning? Some of us have to freakin’ work tomorrow!”

The empty house didn’t answer me, and I looked at the offending wall.

If I didn’t have my bed in this room, I’d literally go to another part of the house.

Unfortunately, with none of the other rooms having any furniture, that wasn’t really an option for me.

Not if I wanted to have a good night’s rest.

Which I needed since tomorrow was my first day of work.

I, Cora Maldando, was an official animator on the newest children’s animated movie, The Young Ones.

I’d been drawing since I was a child. When I started showing my parents how good I was, they’d enrolled me in art classes by the age of five. By age nine, I was drawing comics and selling them—or my parents were. By age fifteen, I had my own deviant art account and was creating book covers for romance, sci-fi, and paranormal authors.

By the age of twenty-one, I graduated with my bachelor’s degree in business administration with a minor in art.

And now, at the age of twenty-five, I was now the newest member on the biggest team of children’s movie animators in the world.

I was still quite unsure how I’d managed to get where I was.

But that three hundred-thousand-dollar incentive bonus should’ve been enough of a ‘you’re making it.’

Now, I’d bought a house, I had a link to the mother ship in New York, NY, and I could work from home.

I still was so unsure of myself and my abilities, but my family and my bosses weren’t. They believed in me, so I was going to kick ass, even if I had to kick my own ass to kick ass.

Vroooooooooooooooooooooom.

I winced, staring at the wall again, and came to a decision.

I was going to have to do something. This was non-negotiable.

I had to be able to link up with the rest of the team tomorrow, and I couldn’t do that if I had no sleep.

My luck, I’d oversleep, not wake up until twelve, and they’d revoke my bonus.

Then I’d be homeless because I couldn’t pay my house payment or any of the repairs on the older car that I’d just acquired.

Much to my father’s chagrin.

Gabriel Maldanado hadn’t even wanted me to leave town, but I had to. I needed to be independent and to do that, I couldn’t live at home anymore. I was a twenty-five-year-old woman, well on her way to twenty-six, and I needed to have my own place.

Even though I missed my family like crazy.

Vroooooooooooooom.

I pulled out my phone and texted my dad.

I knew he’d be awake.

Cora (12:03AM): If I asked you to, would you come over and fix some guy’s truck that won’t stay running?

Dad (12:04 AM): No. He’d have to pay me. I don’t do shit for free, yo.

I grinned, knowing that it was my mother, and not my father, who was answering me.

The first clue was the punctuation. The second was that my father’s texts consisted of one or two-word sentences whenever he could manage it. If he couldn’t, he called.

Cora (12:04 AM): Whoever it is can’t keep his truck started for long, and I’m about to go over there and knife him.

Dad (12:05 AM): Shoot him. You won’t have to get as close.

I grinned, loving my mother.

She wasn’t my biological mother, but you couldn’t tell by the way she treated me.

She was my best friend, and not a day went by that I didn’t talk to her.

Moving had been harder on her than it had been on my dad. It was hard not to have your best friend around.

And she was my best friend.

Where normal people had kids their own age as their best friend, my mother had been mine instead.

Sure, there were kids around who were my age, but I was a loner. Always had been, and always would be.

But I had followed two of those kids, Kayla and Janie—the daughters of a couple of my mother’s close friends—here to Hostel. I needed to grow up and get my own life, and I couldn’t do that if I couldn’t even get out of my parents’ house.

Which led me to here.

Vroooooooom. Vroooooooom.

I should’ve listened to my father.

He’d told me this was too far out, and that there would likely be something that came up that couldn’t be solved on my own.

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Advertisement Get You Some Read Online Lani Lynn Vale (Simple Man #3) http://www.books2020.com/get-you-some-3-read-online-lani-lynn-vale Wed, 24 May 2017 13:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/get-you-some-3-read-online-lani-lynn-vale Genre: Alpha Male, Funny, Romance Authors: Lani Lynn Vale Series: Simple Man Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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You want some? She snarls those words at him with barely concealed hostility the moment he arrives at her window to ask for her license and registration. After a few choice words, he lets her go with not one ticket, but three. Next time she should check the attitude at the door and realize that he’s a cop, and just doing his job. Come get some. Fast forward a week, and he’s still unable to think about anything else but her and her bad attitude—oh, and those sexy lips, angry eyes, and her promise to make his life hell. Knowing he should stay away, he takes a step back and tries not to think about anything that has to do with those long legs, and that mouth that could be used for much better things than spewing venom. Then she makes a mistake. At an interview, she rattles off a random number to use as a reference for a job that she desperately needs, and that number just happens to be Johnny’s. She’ll regret being so rude, and one day she’ll think twice when she decides to throw attitude toward a man like him. Vowing to make her life hell, he decides to have a little fun. Never get enough. What he doesn’t expect is to fall for her. The more Johnny learns about June, the deeper he digs his hole. Soon, he doesn’t know which way is up, and he’s just fine with that. Over time, he learns that not everyone bothers to dig past her prickly demeanor and get to the woman that lives deeper. When one too many citizens of Hostel, Texas tries to back her against the wall, he’s had enough. After all, you don’t mess with what’s his.
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Prologue

If you see a hooker standing on the corner, do not pick them up. You will get arrested.

-Hostel PD FB page

Johnny

I felt like I was suffocating.

Each breath I took led me farther and farther down into the abyss.

I could feel their eyes on me, and I hated it.

Fucking. Hated. It.

All of them stared, but they never did anything more than that.

My mother was too worried that she would break me, and my father thought I’d get over it. However, thanks to my mother’s worry, he too was bothering the hell out of me.

It wasn’t like men didn’t come home from war all the time.

I wish I could’ve stayed.

However, life didn’t work like that.

Which sucked, because I was just as healthy now as I was before the accident that had sent me spiraling downhill.

My mother and father thought I was fucked up due to the accident that had sent me to the hospital in the first place.

I wasn’t.

What I was fucked up about was the fact that I couldn’t go back with my squad and finish what I’d started. For all those years, it’d been my life. I’d help protect the innocent, while also being with some of the best guys that this Earth had to offer.

However, a tracheotomy, apparently, is something the Army medically discharges you for…who knew?

After taking shrapnel to the throat from a bomb exploding next to our Humvee, they performed an emergency trach on me to help me breathe. When I woke up, it was to find myself in Germany, a pint short on blood, and the doctors telling me I was going to be just fine—but that I would never be back with my squad ever again.

That was what fucked me up.

Especially when, moments after stepping foot onto US soil, I’d gotten word that two men from our squad had died while on patrol.

Somebody landed hard on the couch beside me, and I looked over to find Janie staring at me with a bored expression on her face.

“Why is it that you always have to be in the dark? It’s cold over here,” she wondered, crossing her arms over her chest.

The large diamond ring on her finger caught my attention.

“Why don’t you go hang out with your husband?” I suggested.

She shrugged. “I’m mad at him right now. And, I just hate seeing you sitting here all by yourself. You just look so pitiful.”

I flipped her off.

Janie laughed. “Seriously, though. There are about eighteen willing women over there,” she pointed and I followed her finger with my eyes. There were, indeed, women over there. And they may, perhaps, be willing. But I wasn’t. Not at that moment in time, anyway. “Why are you over here all by yourself? That’s not normal for you.”

I shrugged. “I’m fucking tired.”

She rolled her eyes. “Why? Last I heard you weren’t even working.”

I grinned. “You aren’t holding back the punches, are you?”

She blinked innocently at me. “I don’t know what it is you’re speaking of.”

I grunted. “Sure, you don’t.”

“But seriously. Why don’t you have a job yet?”

That was the hundred-dollar question.

Why didn’t I have a job yet? Because everywhere I wanted to apply had family. And honestly, I was just a little bit tired of them hovering.

“I was going to apply at the police station, but then Trance and Loki started to butt their business into it, and I changed my mind,” I answered honestly.

I loved my family. Truly, I did. But I was a grown ass man. I’d spent six years in the military, away from their prying eyes. I didn’t know how to function anymore with them trying to dictate my every move and show me how I should do things.

I knew how to do things.

Janie looked speculative for a few moments.

“Maybe you should come to Hostel,” Janie suggested. “It’s a small town. No family in sight…and nobody to look over your shoulder to make sure you’re doing all right.”

I grinned at the prospect of leaving Benton in my rearview mirror.

Janie and I knew each other well. Janie, her best friend, Kayla, and I grew up together.

I had once thought that I might try to go down that path with Kayla, but then I met a girl in high school that made me realize the difference between interest and interest.

I honestly thought that girl would wait for me when I deployed…but I’d been wrong.

Speaking of the devil…

“What the hell is she doing here?” Kayla asked as she plopped down on my other side. “Seriously, she disgusts me.”

I snorted.

There was no love lost between Janie, Kayla, and Rosie. None. Honestly, it surprised me that they hadn’t done anything more than just toss glares her way since we’d broken up.

“She has every right to be here,” I pointed out. “It is a public bar.”

Janie and Kayla both snorted.

“Well, she’s a whore, and I don’t like her.”

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Advertisement Maybe Don’t Wanna Read Online Lani Lynn Vale (Simple Man #2) http://www.books2020.com/maybe-dont-wanna-2-read-online-lani-lynn-vale Thu, 11 May 2017 01:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/maybe-dont-wanna-2-read-online-lani-lynn-vale Genre: Action, Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Biker, Funny, MC, Romance, Suspense Authors: Lani Lynn Vale Series: Simple Man Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 72
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Peter Parker Penn. Unlike the superhero his mother named him after, Parker is no good guy. In fact, if there’s a picture in the dictionary under anti-hero, it’s his. Parker’s spent his life trying to get back on the right side of the tracks, but each step he takes forward, he takes two more steps back. To save one, he hurts others. To make this good, he turns that bad. For appearances’ sake, he plays the part. He does what people expect him to do-mostly. And at the end of each day, he goes back to his lonely apartment and wishes he was a different person. One who could fix the things he’s broken. Then Kayla Nash forces her way into his life, and the world as he knows it is irrevocably changed. Everything he thinks he has right is wrong. And everything he thinks is wrong is oh, so right. One thing leads to another, and suddenly he’s growing a conscience, and trying to prove to her that he’s as bad as everybody says he is. Yet she won’t listen. She’s convinced that she can save him. Little does she know, Parker isn’t worth saving, and never will be.
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Prologue

Here, hold my morals. I have some sketchy shit to do.

-Parker, age 15

Parker

29 years ago

“Do it or I do your sister.”

I wanted to throw up.

My stomach hurt so bad that I knew I probably would.

I’d done this to myself. At least, that’s what everyone kept telling me.

My sister, who’d been the one to get me into this mess in the first place, looked at me with fear filled eyes.

I didn’t know what to do.

What he was telling me was something I never ever wanted to do. I thought it’d be fun, being in this gang. But I’d been wrong. So, so wrong.

Now, here I sat, with the most impossible of tasks.

Either slit this older boy’s throat, the one who wanted out, or they do the same to my sister.

It was a lose-lose situation. Either way I looked at it someone would die. My sister, who got me into this nightmare. Or a boy—like me—who just wanted out of the same mess.

Raglan, my sister’s gang banger boyfriend, dug his knife in a little deeper. The first trail of scarlet snaked down my sister’s throat.

I watched with morbid fascination as it slid down her collarbone and bled into the white fabric of her shirt.

Then my sister started to cry.

“I’ll do it,” I croaked.

***

16 years ago

“You have two options,” my father said. “Either go into the Navy or go to jail. It’s as easy as that.”

I’d finally hit rock bottom. I’d done things I wasn’t proud of—not at all.

I’d hurt my family. I’d hurt a young kid—slit his throat—to protect my sister. I’d fought. I’d stolen. I’d hurt old ladies and defenseless men.

Honestly, the only thing I hadn’t done was actually murder someone—and it was heading there. It was only a matter of time before I was forced to do it.

I stared at my father as fear climbed its way up my throat.

I knew he was right. I knew it, yet I couldn’t make myself take that final step away from this fucked up path I’d found my way onto—gangbanger life —unless I took the lifeline that my father was holding out for me to drag myself out.

I swallowed. “If I leave, they’ll kill Emmie and her son. He might be that douchebag’s kid, but they won’t care. And Mom won’t be safe, either.”

My dad shook his head. “They will be safe. I promise.”

My father was wrong, so wrong. The moment I was gone, so were they, my Mom and sister, anyway. Murdered. Their throats slit just like Raglan said would happen.

***

5 years ago

“Have a good day at school, buddy,” I said to the little boy, my nephew’s son that looked so much like my sister that it hurt.

Jett, my sister’s son’s boy, laughed. “My name’s Jett, not buddy!”

Jett was the spitting image of his daddy. When he was born, I thought for sure Gunner would fuck him up. He was seventeen, and I knew Gunner wasn’t ready for a kid. He was still in school, and he’d wanted to be a professional baseball player. Hell, he could still become one. At twenty-one, Gunner could still become anything he wanted to be. And that was all thanks to my father, who’d raised Gunner the way that he should have raised me. But I wasn’t bitter that Gunner was getting what I never did. I was happy that he had someone taking care of him after his mother’s murder.

Especially seeing as I was still busy looking after myself.

“Love you, Uncle Park,” Jett declared. “Don’t forget that today is party day! We get to have tacos for breakfast!”

I grinned. “I won’t, buddy. I’ll be here.”

Jett gave me a thumb up, then bailed out of my truck. The teacher who’d opened his door gave me a small wave. “Have a good day, Dad!”

I didn’t correct her. It was easier to wave and smile than tell her that Jett’s actual father was busy going to his own college classes and unable to take his son to school at this particular time in the morning.

Besides, it wasn’t often that I got to take him. I was here so rarely that it was nice to spend so much time with them when I could fit it in.

As I pulled away, I drove to the store and got the stupid fruit tray that Gunner had signed up for—then forgotten about.

His mom had been forgetful like that. Always running and forgetting what she was running for. Emmie. My sister. My everything.

I’d follow her to the grave—and almost had a time or two. But I had one sick and twisted guardian angel that refused to let me die, even though I’d done my level best to force his hand a time or fifty.

Yet I was still here.

And as I drove to the store and got a fruit tray that was thirteen damn dollars, I realized that Jett was probably why. Jett and Gunner.

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Advertisement Kinda Don’t Care Read online Lani Lynn Vale (Simple Man #1) http://www.books2020.com/kinda-dont-care-1-read-online-lani-lynn-vale Thu, 13 Apr 2017 13:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/kinda-dont-care-1-read-online-lani-lynn-vale Genre: Action, Alpha Male, Funny, Romance Authors: Lani Lynn Vale Series: Simple Man Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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She’s in a white dress that dances around her ankles, and her hair tumbles in a long sheet of curls down her back. A veil covers her beautiful eyes, and she smiles directly at him. Janie is everything Rafe’s ever imagined she would be on her wedding day. Breathtaking. Gorgeous. Perfect. The moment he sees her walking down the aisle towards him, he knows that she’s the one. Then she passes him, making her way to the man she’s to marry. A man that wasn’t him. A man that he knows with one hundred percent certainty isn’t good enough for her. It seems that her father isn’t the only one who’s having a hard time giving her away. Rafe only wishes he knew why. Everything about Janie sparks protective instincts he doesn’t feel for anyone, not even his own fiancé. What he feels for the bride, however, isn’t merely a simple attraction. He knows that something is there just beneath the surface…if only he could reach it. It has to be something huge, too, otherwise he wouldn’t be drinking whiskey straight from the flask in a church pew and wondering how many years he would do in prison if he shot the groom in front of about a hundred witnesses—half of those being cops. He was good…but not that good. A near-death experience cost Rafe almost six months of his memory, but right now he can’t help but feel like a huge mistake is being made on both of their parts. One that’s going to cost him everything. Then she says I do.
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Prologue

Gave that bitch a wedding. Bitches love weddings.

Rafe

The first time I saw her, she said she was sorry I only had one ball.

The second time was a year later, bloody and bruised. She said she was sorry that my face looked like someone had taken a bat to it.

The third, I’d arrived with information that the Freebirds organization might want to hear, and I had earned myself a place in their infrastructure that would solidify our relationship for years to come. She’d been having a sleepover with her friends. Seven fifteen-year-old girls. I couldn’t get out of there fast enough.

The fourth, a year after the last time, I’d walked in and felt like I’d been punched in the stomach. Because between the previous visit and the latest visit, she’d shed her baby skin and was blossoming into the beautiful young woman she would one day become.

The fifth and sixth times had been over the course of the next five years. From the day that I’d felt that kick to the gut, I’d done my level best to stay away. If I had to go over to the Free compound, I went in the dead of night, visited with the boys and left. But, she’d caught me leaving both times—and both of those times she had been even prettier than she was the previous time.

The seventh time was two years after that when I had been coming home from a spec ops mission. I was dressed in my camo BTUs just like all the other soldiers who were returning home. I wasn’t actually a soldier. Not anymore, at least. I’d been there, working amongst other soldiers, on a classified operation posing as a soldier in an attempt to ascertain who the hell was the contact point behind a rash of stolen military paraphernalia.

She’d been standing there, smiling and waving, welcoming soldiers home.

It’d been the turning point for me.

No longer was she underage. No longer was I going to hide.

I couldn’t get her out of my mind. I couldn’t, and I should have.

But, the heart works in mysterious ways.

I didn’t get to choose who I loved. Who I wanted.

And, had things not turned south? Well, we might’ve both gotten what we wanted.

The hardest part of all, though, was forgetting she ever existed in the first place.

Oh, and that one night we spent together.

Prologue II

Thanks to breast implants, if there ever was a zombie apocalypse, there’d be a few with some fine ass titties.

-Janie to Kayla

James

“You’re not going,” I flat out refused. “You’re not. You’re…”

“I’m an adult, Dad!” Janie, my daughter who was indeed an adult, screamed. “You can’t stop me!”

“It’s fucking night time,” I snapped. “You’re not going to find a goddamn thing at night.”

Janie was shaking in anger as she stared at me with a look I’d never seen cross her face before right then. “He was shot. He could have drowned. I can’t leave him out there. I have to know.”

My daughter’s friend, who happened to be a forty-one-year-old man named Rafe, was missing.

Earlier in the day, he’d been in an altercation. Earlier in the day, he’d been hurt. Earlier in the day, he’d then gone to help a woman who was drowning in her car—which had been purposefully pushed over a bridge with her child inside.

Then, somewhere after the woman and her child were saved, Rafe went under. Rafe, for all intents and purposes, died.

At least in the eyes of all the other search crews.

We’d arrived from our hometown of Kilgore, Texas to help in the search. But, after hearing of Rafe’s gunshot wound—which, according to the man who had helped Rafe save the woman, had been fairly serious—it was determined that Rafe had passed out in the water and had died.

The banks had been searched. The immediate area dragged by boats. The area surrounding the river had been searched.

Literally, the only thing left was for the remaining part of the river to be dragged.

There was nowhere else he could be.

They’d searched twenty miles of river and bank. There was no way he was alive.

None.

And Janie knew it.

“Daddy…”

My heart broke, and I wrapped my arms around her shoulders, pulling her into my chest as I’d done a hundred thousand times over the course of her young life.

“I’m sorry, baby.”

An altercation in the hallway beyond the stairwell we were standing in had me glancing up through the tiny window, and what I saw made my heart stop.

But, as if the universe was laughing at me, the man himself came falling out of the elevator.

He was wet. He had blood running down his face and pooling in the collar of his shirt, and he looked about ready to pass out.

He did pass out.

He hit the ground about two steps outside of the elevator.

I reached for the stairwell door, and it didn’t take my daughter long to hear the commotion, and the name that everybody was screaming.

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