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Milo stared at it. “You’ve nailed it, of course. I knew I had to come here, but the thought of leaving her there… unprotected….”

“Then follow orders, soldier, and go back to Maine.” Horvan gave him a forthright glance. “But stay in touch, okay? Just don’t put yourself in danger to do it.”

“You can leave in the morning.” Crank grabbed a bottle of beer from the ice-filled bucket and handed it to Milo. “Tonight you spend with us.”

See?That’smy man.Even in Crank’s mind, he could hear the pride in Saul’s voice.Youcanlet it go.

Crank gave Saul a slow smile.And tonight I’ll kiss every one of your scars.

As long as you do it all over again when Vic gets home.

Vic….

I want him home. With us. I hate that he’s so far away.

Saul nodded.Me too.

I want to see him before….

Before what?

Crank stared at him.Before we go off on this mission.

It’s going to be fine.

Crank had been on enough missions to know better than to take anything for granted.

Chapter Eighteen

SAUL CHUCKLEDas he watched Dex Peters hit the floor of the training room for what had to be the umpteenth time. “You thought this would be easy, didn’t you?” He’d asked for volunteers to put Eve through her paces, and Dex’s hand had shot up in a heartbeat, even though she had four inches and about ten pounds on him.

EvenI’dthink twice about tangling with her.

Except he had an advantage over Dex—he’d read Eve’s file.

“She caught me off guard,” Dex protested, a little out of breath.

Saul grinned. “Nah, she’s been wiping the floor with you since I gave the go-ahead.”

Eve stood over Dex, her face flushed, eyes bright, hands on her hips. “Yousureyou don’t wanna shift?” That edge of amusement in her voice told Saul one thing.

Eve was enjoying herself.

The door opened and Crank ambled in. For a man as muscular as he was, Crank moved with a fluidity that never failed to impress Saul.

It also got him hard as a rock every single time.

And he’s all mine. Well, mine and Vic’s.

“Horvan says you need to get your ass—” Saul arched his eyebrows, and Crank coughed. “Excuse me,sir, but you’re wanted in a meeting.”

“Fine. I think we’re done here. Aren’t we, Dex?”

Eve extended a hand and hauled Dex to his feet. “No hard feelings?”

He huffed. “Just my ass that aches like a bastard from being dropped on it one time too many. Maybe we need to get padding for the floor.”

Crank guffawed. “Next thing you’ll be wanting is a bed in here so you can lie down and recuperate.”

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