The Outpost (Jamison Valley, #4)

by Devney Perry

This is my story. As you may have guessed, its heroine is me, and this past fall, I set out to catch a villain.

I’ll be like Harry Potter living in my tiny cupboard.”

No man would ever hold me this well. I was made to be wrapped in these arms. A woman could tell a lot by the way a man holds her. She could tell if he had the strength to endure the rougher moments. If he had a mighty yet kind heart. If he could make her feel safe and cherished.

I wanted a man who would hold my hand, squeezing it every now and again so I knew I wasn’t alone as I waged my own war. I wanted a man who would push me to keep battling because he knew I’d eventually win.

Standing stark naked in all his glory, Beau had gotten rid of something he’d had for eight years just to satisfy my curious nature and make me happy.