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“Yes, I’m sure I could. But I feel like I need to do it for me. To prove that I’ve gotten over it.”

“You don’t have to prove anything to anyone, Sunshine.”

“I know, but…”

“Seriously, you went through hell. No one would think less of you if you didn’t go back. You can’t tell me Charlie would give you a hard time.”

“You’re right. But I was thinking it would be like falling off a horse and getting back on and riding.”

“If that’s truly what you want then I’ll back you one hundred percent but going through what you did isn’t remotely close to falling off a horse. You are suffering from PTSD and it could get much worse if you go back.”

“I didn’t think about that. But I’m not sure I have PTSD.”

“I’ve seen the symptoms, trust me, Sunshine, you do. Just promise you’ll think about it a bit more before you make the final preparations.”

“Okay, I promise.”

They’d reached Cam’s truck by then and he pushed the unlock button and opened the door. Halo jumped in the backseat, then he helped Miranda into the passenger seat. Walking around the perimeter, he checked that nothing looked out of place and then hopped in.

“Are you shopping for anything specific?”

“No, I figured I’d pick up a few more things. It’s more relaxed here so maybe a couple of t-shirts and a pair of sneakers. I didn’t think to pack anything casual this time. I was too excited to see you.”

Cam smiled. He understood the feeling. He’d been like a caged bear for the last week and had been surprised no one shot him to put him out of his misery.

They reached Meghan’s a few minutes later and after he made sure Miranda was safe inside he headed to the base.

Chapter 11

As soon asMeghan closed the door, she turned around and laughed. “Woo hoo someone got laid last night. How was it?”

“What?” Miranda felt the color creep into her cheeks. Obviously, she had the answer to her question about looking different.

“Come on. You have that just fucked look and so did Cam. Are you going to tell me nothing happened?”

“Maybe,” Miranda’s cheeks were flaming based on how hot she felt. “Okay, yes we did, but I’m not going to tell you any details.”

“It’s okay. I wouldn’t want you to. I’d never be able to look at Cam again without thinking about it.” They both laughed, that would be horrible. No one should have that much information. “So what do you want to do for the next few hours?”

“Could we go shopping? Unless you have some other ideas?”

“We can start with shopping then grab some lunch and see what’s what after that.”

“Sounds great. Are you sure I’m not keeping you from anything?”

“It’s the weekend. Rafe was supposed to be home so I didn’t have any plans. But this happens all the time. That’s the hard part of being in a relationship with a special operator.”

“I’m figuring that out. But it was pretty much the same growing up with my dad.”

“You mean him being away all the time?” Miranda had forgotten she hadn’t told her about the CIA.

“It was hard because he was away for school plays, graduations, birthdays, so yeah. But I had Mom and she was always there. He was CIA for twenty years before he decided to get out and run for office. When he because a senator it was the same but different. He spends a lot of time in DC now and Mom didn’t want to move there.”

“I didn’t realize. But okay, enough of this depressing stuff. Do you want to go to the mall or somewhere else?”

“Where’s the best store for t-shirts and sneakers?”

“I know just the place.”