Edin’s breath caught, tension creeping through his body before he tightened his arms around me. “Do you?” he asked in a low, uncharacteristically vulnerable voice. “Do you have to go back, Hunter?” I heard him swallow. “Would you not stay with me instead?” Oh fuck. Pure longing pounded through me like a drumbeat—stay with Edin, stay with Edin. I wanted to say yes. So badly. But everything was a confused tangle in my head. Charlie. The military. My responsibilities. Shit, my entire life was tied up in the military. Could I really walk away from it all?
