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288 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 25, 2010
"I'm here, Dec," she whispered, barely intelligible. He was in this state because of her. "I'm right here and I love you. I love you, you hear me? Don't let go. You're no quitter, Dec, you don't know how to quit, remember?
"I brought you something." (…)
Instead, he pulled a piece of paper out of one of the pockets in his camouflage pants and unfolded it, holding it out for her to see.
Bryn stared at the purple crayon drawing of a heart-shaped medal. She glanced up from the paper, glowered at him. "Tell me you're joking."
"What?" he asked, all innocence. "It's a purple heart." (…)
"Took me all morning to find a purple crayon."
Signing up for a covert op with the CIA was one thing--it was another to involve a civilian, and a female at that. "You guys must be desperate to even dream that shit up."
"Yep."
"And you must have pulled some pretty big strings to get me assigned for this."
Luke's shoulders lifted in a negligent shrug. "I know some people."
The mare's black mane streamed out behind her like a banner as she transitioned from a canter into a gallop. The coarse hair whipped at Tehrazzi's face as he crouched over her neck, urging her onward with only the pressure of his knees. Her muscles coiled beneath her skin in a fluid rush, setting his heart pounding as they soared over the desert, hooves pounding the sun-baked earth.
"Only incentive I need is you."
Her eyes misted over. "You've already got me. For as long as you want."
"Yeah? I won't let you go, then."


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