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314 pages, Kindle Edition
Published January 31, 2019
She stepped into him, placing the flat of her hand against his chest.
“No, really. Kolby, don’t listen to people like Missy. They’re wrong. You have a beautiful accent and a voice I could listen to all day. I like your laughter, what little I’ve heard, and you’re brave and heroic. You served this country, and if anyone doesn’t see that and appreciate you, it’s their loss, not yours.”
“Good boy,” she said and smiled sweetly.
“You pet my head or hand me a treat, and I’ll let you leave me on this mountain to rot,” he grumbled.
She reached up and kissed him on the cheek. “That was a treat. You want to be left?”
The tips of his ears burned so badly they hurt. “No.”
He chuckled. It was a silly thing, but that little declaration did his heart good. She believed in him, even at his weakest. Something he’d been wanting for a long time. A woman to hold on to and to hold on to him, even in the midst of a storm. Only now, that woman had a name. Ivy. And just like the plant, she’d wrapped herself around him so strongly that he couldn’t see breaking free. He didn’t want to, either, because in her arms, he felt peace.