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389 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 27, 2018





King hobbled over to the car and stared down at the five-by-seven photo of his target. Taken off guard by Cara’s delicate beauty, he stared at her porcelain face, pale blond hair, and haunting blue eyes. He saw her father’s strong features in the stubborn set of her chin and her direct gaze. Something in her eyes spoke to a hard life that didn’t match her fairylike features.
... Trigger gave him a look that said, Hands off.
King got it. She was a job. Nothing more. But give a guy a break. He’d been locked up in a sausage factory for one hundred and fifty-three days. Too long for a man who liked companionship with the fairer sex, even if it only consisted of sharing a few beers at the bar. Work consumed his life. He didn’t have time—or make the time—for relationships.
“How can something that feels so right be wrong?” She didn’t get it. She didn’t understand why he’d kiss her the way he did, the way he wanted to kiss her, and say it was wrong.
“I’ll carry the hurt of your leaving to balance the sweet memories we’ll make tonight.”
His hands came up and cupped her face. He stared into her eyes, holding her in his intense gaze. “There is right and wrong, truth and lies. We are in between those lines. No matter what else happens, when it’s you and me like this, for better or worse, there is only stark truth between us. I can promise you that much.”
Tears gathered in her eyes at the brutal honesty in his words.
He wouldn’t or couldn’t promise her anything more than the fact that what they felt when they were together was real and true.
Even when he held back some truths, he gave her the only truth that mattered in this moment, but wouldn’t save them in the long run. He’d hold her right now, knowing he’d lose her. Some things were worth the heartache, but he wished for a way out of this that didn’t hurt. Her or him.