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His life couldn’t be more full with Sara in it. Getting to sleep with her in his arms at night, waking up to her sleepy-eyed smile, having all of her instead of just a piece— it was… everything. Everything. He was particularly fond of waking her up by loving her.

The scuffle of a shoe sounded behind him & he realized the lights in the parking lot were out. No, not out. Smashed.
Shit. That was the last thought he had before he saw the movement out of the corner of his eye. By then , it was too late. There was nothing he could do to ward off the blow.

What the hell kind of husband says no when his wife asks if they can adopt a baby? I told her if the baby wasn’t my own I didn’t want it.”
“That was your father speaking, not you, Warrick. If you told her that, it was because your father had convinced you that you needed to give him an heir.” Another bitter laugh. “On his deathbed. He told me on his deathbed that even my sperm couldn’t live up to his standards.

She’d completely forgotten to worry about her prosthesis at some point in the evening. Warrick pulled her right hand toward him, leaning over the table to kiss it. He followed by pulling her prosthesis toward him, leaning to kiss that, too. “Thank you for trusting me enough to forget it,” he said quietly, and she felt a thrill race through her at the low gruff tone.

She’d completely forgotten to worry about her prosthesis at some point in the evening. Warrick pulled her right hand toward him, leaning over the table to kiss it. He followed by pulling her prosthesis toward him, leaning to kiss that, too. “Thank you for trusting me enough to forget it,” he said quietly, and she felt a thrill race through her at the low gruff tone.

Warrick's mom is a snobby idiot! ~~ Warrick could have predicted the eye roll from his mother. “What kind of woman does that? Women don’t belong in the Army.” To his mother, all military branches were referred to as the “Army.” “An honorable, brave intelligent one, that’s who,” Jonathan said before Warrick could speak.

She realized somewhere along the way, her view of him had begun to change. She’d thought he was this trust fund guy who’s had everything given to him, but the truth was, he seemed to be busting his ass to make sure his employees had a job at the end of the month. She had to respect that.

He knew Sara’s voice immediately by the way his body involuntarily reacted to it. She had one of those voices straight out of an old movie, throaty and sexy as shit. He cursed under his breath, reminding his body he didn’t appreciate the reaction to her.

Sara wondered if she should just quit her job right now. She seemed to have an inability to keep her mouth shut when she should keep her opinions to herself. She watched Warrick’s face and saw the flicker of anger in his eyes, but also saw him get it under control. With the exception of last night, control seemed to be what he excelled at.

I don’t know,” Jill said, “he’s got that brooding, I’m-a-man-in-need-of-healing thing going on. It’s kind of sexy. Would you like to help him heal?” Sara groaned. “No. That’s the last thing I need. Now can we drop this and talk about what really matters?