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She leaned in and kissed his jaw. Then his mouth.Slow. Sweet. Devastating.
“You’ll be there for him until he knows that truth. You’ll never give up on him.” She curled into him, her head tucked against his heart. “So, sleep, my devastating bastard. Whatever happens…Kelly has to find his own way. Just like you did.”
“Not alone,” he said fiercely. “He will have me and the team watching his six and being there when he does tell us what’s wrong. Iceman is already squinting at him and assessing.”
“With your boss and you all behind him, that’s one hell of a support group.”
Her breathing evened, and Boomer stayed there, motionless. Wrapped in the woman who’d changed everything. In the quiet thunder of a life earned.
Even with Break’s shadows on the horizon, he knew one thing with absolute clarity. He and Taylor would weather every storm. They would raise Ansel with love and fire and freedom.
He closed his eyes, warmed by her love, and his heart, always a battlefield, finally knew peace.
