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“Are you ready for tomorrow?” she asked, apparently in the mood to talk.

“Yes.”

“You sure?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t believe you.”

He laughed. “Why not?”

“You’ve been in the military for a long time. And as of tomorrow you won’t be.”

Leave it to Josie to lay it all out there. The cold hard truth.

“I’ll be fine,” he assured her.

That wasn’t a lie. After spending the past two years on recruiting duty, it was time.

His brain, much like his scars, had healed, but not completely. The doctors had agreed and he was okay with that.

He’d done his part. Time to move on and let the next generation of drone operators take over.

Speaking of the next generation?—

“Are you going to be okay?” he asked, turning the question back on her.

“With what?”

“With being engaged to a high school hockey coach?” he asked, touching the ring that glistened on Josie’s left hand.

She snorted. “Hell, yeah. I’m going to use all my newfound hockey knowledge to ramp up Paragon’s online sports presence.”

Corey shook his head. He knew Xander was going to be trouble from the moment he’d first seen him.

He’d been right.

The bastard had swooped in and given Josie her dream job—running the social media for his company, the Paragon Agency, in the city.

She worked from home, but that also meant she worked day and night. She loved every minute of it, and he loved her, so how could he complain?

He wouldn’t dare.

But he did expect some things to change. He laid a hand over her belly where just the slightest rounding was starting to show.

“You able to keep anything down today?” he asked.

“Some tea and one of your mom’s scones.”

“Good.”

“Not good. Jelly stole the last one off the counter and ate it under the table with Peanut Butter.”

His lips twitched, earning him a slap on the arm.

“Not funny,” she reprimanded.

“A little funny,” he admitted. “To be fair, the cats lived here before you moved in.” When that earned him a scowl, he added, “And I’m sure my mom will bake you more scones.”

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