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He watched her eyes turn liquid, tears filling them, but never spilling over as the emotion in her gaze
intensified.
"I need you." Her legs tightened around him as the words whispered from her lips, hesitant, filled with
longing. "I need you, Reno."
He lowered his head again, his lips whispering over hers as he felt her rising, felt the impending explosion
moving through her.
"You have me, Raven," he whispered against his lips. "Forever, baby, you have me."
He pushed inside her harder then, deeper, his strokes increasing until he was jackhammering inside her,
exploding with her, his soul dissolving and merging with hers until he had no idea where Raven ended and
he began, all he knew was that he would never, could never, let her go.
Raven walked into the bedroom that afternoon, coming to a slow, careful stop as she caught sight of
Reno packing the duffel bag that had lain nearly empty since the first night he had spent with her.
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He was dressed in the camouflage fatigues, black boots and dull green shirt that were trademarks of his
job. As she watched, he lifted his holster and the deadly weapon it contained and packed it carefully.
He was leaving. No warning, no time for her to prepare for it. She stared at him, fighting the building
dread that rose within her.
He flashed her a strained smile. "I should be back in about a week. Command called about an hour ago.
There should be a car to pick me up soon. I'll be at the base tonight, before we head out first thing in the
morning. I left you a present in the kitchen."
She swallowed tightly, shoving her hands into her jeans pockets as she pushed back the emotions roiling
inside her. Fear, pain, desperation. They hadn't had enough time together, less than a week, not even
long enough to build up the memories to hold her through the long, empty nights.
"Sure." She smiled back, certain she came off as perfectly relaxed as if he had told her he was heading
to the corner store. She would not be like her mother. She would not send him away, worried, stressed,
uncertain about her state of mind. "Be careful."
She leaned against the wall memorizing his face. The curve of his lips, his dark stormy gray eyes, the
strong arch of his brows.
He watched her carefully, his expression concerned. Tense.
He shrugged his shoulders as though shifting some invisible weight.
"I'll be back," he said again.
She smiled back at him. "Of course you will."
He seemed to relax then, at least marginally, the smile on his face curving more naturally. This was who
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he was. He was a warrior. You can't tame the wind, and you can't housebreak a warrior. She had to
accept that.
"I love you, Raven," he said then.
I love you, Raven. I love you, Raven.
The words rebounded through her soul.
She drew in a hard, deep breath. "Did you get everything packed?"
She moved quickly to the dresser, opening and checking drawers. "Clint is always leaving his stuff strung
around the place when he visits. I swear, he's a slob. I pick up after him for a week after he leaves."
Nerves were jumping beneath her skin as she fought to hold on to her composure. She wasn't going to
cry, she wasn't angry, but she was suddenly realizing how much more she stood to lose than she ever
had.
"Raven." His hands landed on her shoulders, holding her. "I love you."
She stilled, then turned to him, staring up at him desperately as he watched her. Something inside her
was splintering, fragmenting. What was it? She wasn't angry as her mother had been when her father
went on assignment. Raven had been through this too many times with both Reno and Clint. Admittedly,
she didn't have as much to lose then as she did now, but this part she knew how to handle. Didn't she?
"Don't you go and get yourself hurt, Reno," she fairly snarled up at him. "I won't be happy."
His off-center smile had her heart clenching with love.
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"I'll make sure of that," he whispered, his voice quiet, almost saddened as he watched her.
His head swooped down then, his lips catching hers as her breath caught in her throat. Her throat
tightened and something in her chest exploded as his kiss consumed her. Her arms went around his neck
as she lifted to him, helpless, aching, as his arms jerked her closer, his hands nearly bruising as they roved
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