A Merciful Truth (Mercy Kilpatrick, #2)

by Kendra Elliot

Pure stubbornness and determination had guided him. She understood those elements. It was part of what drew them to each other. They recognized parts of themselves in the other person. He was everything she strove to be. Strong, loyal, honorable. And she admired him for carrying those qualities without any ego. He was unlike any man she’d ever met.

It was as if he’d been made for her. Everything about him formed a harmony with her needs.

Simply put, she felt better when she was around him.

“You aren’t anyone else. You’re you, and we’re all the results of our past experiences. It’s what makes us unique. No one else has gone through what you have or what I have. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

“We’re very sorry for your loss,” Truman said in that calming voice of his that made Mercy want to crawl in his lap and take a nap.

He swore stress evaporated from her like rain on hot pavement. His own stress lessened as he held her against him and felt her skin touch his.

Rose’s serene face made her wonder if her sister simply buried her emotions to help other people stay calm.