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Dear Reader,

Thank you so much for reading my book. It means the world to me. I’m not expert at military, but I researched like a mad person. Any errors, please forgive me. I did my best. I have the most deep profound respect for the men and women who serve their country. Thank you to them all.

Sorry for the cliff hanger!! You have no idea how much I fought with this ending. I worked so hard to make this only one book, but Jackson was persistent. He wanted his story told. And that is how the conclusion of this duet was born.

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Love,

Odette Stone

EXCERPT FROM BOOK 2: MY FIANCÉ’S BROTHER

CHAPTER ONE

I stoodin the lobby and watched as Beth skidded up beside me.

“Are you okay?” Her eyes were as wide as saucers.

“I need to get out of here.”

“Just let me get our bags,” she turned to run towards the back room. “Meet me at the car!”

I pushed into the bright sunshine and ran down the steps of the church. I searched the parking lot for Beth’s Corolla.

A huge black truck pulled up in front of me. Stunned, I looked up to see the passenger door swing open.

“Get in,” Jackson ordered.

I looked over my shoulder. “Beth's going to drive me.”

“Emily,” he ground out. “Get in the fucking truck.”

I climbed into the truck. Organza fabric billowed in a cloud around me as I fought it to shut the door. The moment it closed, he was driving.

I sat there as quiet as a church mouse while he ground through the gears of his truck. Had I just ended my marriage to Matt in front of a church filled with our friends and colleagues by announcing that I was having Jackson’s baby? The whole train of events was shocked me so much, that I couldn't wrap my head around it.

We pulled into a deserted park that was on the edge of a river bank. He killed the engine. We sat in silence, lost in our thoughts. Jackson was probably wondering what the fuck just happened. One minute he was giving me away to Matt and the next minute he was being told he was going to be a father. It had been a desperately unfair way to tell him. I should have told him privately. I should have told him as soon as I found out.

I looked over at him. He was still wearing his suit, but his tie was gone, and his white shirt opened at the collar. He gingerly touched his lip that was split from Matt’s punch. His green eyes were dark, and his expression was undecipherable. He glanced at me, and something flared in his eyes. I take that back. Jackson was holding back a whole lot of emotions right now. I sunk back in my seat.

“You have my baby in your belly, and you were going to marry Matt?” He enunciated each word slowly.

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