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“That’s for damn sure.” Dean nodded, returning his dumbbell. “It took time, hard work, and the love of a good woman.”

RJ slapped Dean on the back. “Amen, brother.”

“Well, two out of three will have to do for me.” He scowled. “Not looking for a woman. My ex kind of soured me on that front.”

Big time. It was going to take a long time to trust again…if ever.

“Sorry, man,” RJ said, with a shake of his head. “That’s because she was the wrong woman.”

Dean turned to face him, his gaze serious, wise, intense. “We’re talking about therightwoman. Trust me, they make all the difference.”

Ty snorted. “Yeah, well, doubt I’d know the right one even if she plowed me down.”

“Oh, damn…” RJ frowned. “You just opened up the door for fate to step in.”

He snorted again. “Aw, man, you don’t really believe that bullshit, do you?”

“Not only do I believe it, I’ve lived it.” RJ’s frown flipped into a wide grin.

“So have I,” Dean admitted.

Ty glanced from one smiling idiot to the other. “I’m going to give you both a pass on that, since I can see you’re too lovestruck to think straight.”

Poor bastards. Hopefully, their wives weren’t anErikain disguise.

“Exactly our point.” Dean’s gaze turned serious again.

RJ set a hand on Ty’s uninjured shoulder. “Lovestruck is where you want to be, my friend.”

No. Where he wanted to be was back on base, or in a cockpit, pulling five Gs.

But you’re not, his mind reminded.So get over it already.

He blew out a breath and nodded.

“Good. Glad you agree,” RJ said, releasing Ty’s shoulder.

Wait…what?

Shit. The guy mistook his nod as an agreement for that lovesick crap.

“Hey, are you three planning to fetch the donuts for this morning’s meeting?” his sister Rylee asked, walking toward them with her husband, Dex, at her side. “If you are, can you grab my box for the girls?”

Bless his sis. She just busted up the conversation he was afraid would never end. “Sure, we can do that.”

“No problem,” Dean agreed.

RJ grinned. “Absolutely. I never pass up an excuse to see my wife.”

“I heard that,” Dex said, slipping his arm around Ty’s sister.

Ty’s shoulders relaxed a little as the warmth of their happiness seeped into him. It was so great to see his sister this happy and with a man who’d move heaven and earth to make it happen. Lord knew she deserved it.

“Dex.” She laughed. “You don’t need an excuse. We work together.”

“And we do it very well,” her husband replied.

The guy’s gaze turned a little too suggestive for Ty’s stomach to handle, so he grabbed his coat off a nearby hook and slipped it on. “We’ll be back shortly.”

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