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Hell, I shouldn’t have done that.
I never did things like that.
But for some unknown reason, I had, and she’d actually accepted, even though I’d expected her to politely decline.
She was gorgeous and extremely young to be going out for a drink with a cantankerous, grumpy guy like me.
The days that followed were like something out of a fantasy.
Emma was no pushover.
She was fearless, and she’d pried me out of my shell like no woman ever had before.
Most women—hell, most people in general—treated me with a healthy amount of respect because I was a humorless, introverted, large man with an attitude.
I still wasn’t sure what Emma saw in me that she actually liked.
Iwasn’ta likable guy, but the connection and attraction between the two of us was definitely mutual.
We’d agreed not to share any personal information, and no promises.
Strangely, we’d found plenty to talk about anyway.
I might not know her last name, where she came from, or what she did for a living, but I knew her likes and dislikes.
I also knew every beautiful curve of her body.
Her scent.
Her taste.
Dammit!Those things woulddefinitelyhaunt me once I’d left this beachfront home.
I shook myself out of my musings.
Certainly, I’d forget about her as soon as I was back on base and researching our next mission.
There was no space in my brain for anything else.
Never had been and never would be.
The time I’d spent with Emma had simply been a brief reprieve from my normal life.
Ithadto be that way.
There was no room in my life for a romantic relationship, and I’d always been okay with that.
Most special forces guys had a hard time maintaining any kind of romantic relationship.
Personally, I’d never even tried to do it myself.
I’d seen too many relationships fail in my occupation, and I had absolutely nothing to offer a woman.
I was an asshole with no joy in my life. No woman deserved a man like me.
Especially Emma…
She deserved someone who would treat her right someday. A guy who could make time for her.
