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Her laughter brought joy into his heart a joy he hadn t felt in so long he couldn t remember the
last time. He held the woman he loved in his arms, knowing that he d be able to face anything as long
as she was by his side.
I ll protect you, she whispered. Always.
Always, he promised.
Epilogue
Brant Scott stared at the bedroom ceiling, his heart still pounding and his cock still hard, as if he
hadn t already had two of the most powerful orgasms he d ever experienced.
Darcy was curled around him, her thigh thrown over his leg and her hand resting low on his
stomach. He could tell by her breathing that she was already asleep, and he tried not to think about
how good she felt in his arms. How right she felt there.
This was a mistake. Two people thrown into a high-tension situation who d needed an adrenaline
outlet. That was all.
He d known he would leave her even as he d given into the temptation of that tight little body.
He d put up with her taunts, sharp tongue and dry wit until he d had no choice but to silence her with
his mouth or go crazy. And damned if she hadn t matched his heat with her own, until he d been all
but dizzy with lust, ripping the clothes from her body like an animal and thrusting inside of her before
they even managed to get inside the house.
Christ, just the thought how out of control it was made him want to turn her over and take her
again. She did that to him. Made him lose every shred of control he d ever had. And he d vowed a
long time ago that he d never let another woman get to him that way. His first wife had taught him that
lesson well enough.
Brant ignored the need in his body and slipped from beneath the covers, pulling them back up so
Darcy wouldn t get cold, and he touched her cheek once with the tip of his finger. The regret inside
him stronger than he wanted to admit.
His clothes were nowhere in sight, and he rolled his eyes, remembering they were still on the
front lawn. He had to get out of here. He d already gotten the call earlier that he was needed for
another assignment. The sooner he cut ties the better.
Darcy wasn t a clinging woman. She d understand what happened between them was nothing
more than insanity, and never give it another thought. At least, that s what he told himself. She might
be hurt that he hadn t said goodbye, but she d understand. They were bound to see each other in the
future, but he knew they d be able to get through it without too much awkwardness.
Brant closed Darcy s front door behind him and began gathering his clothes, ignoring the tightness
in his chest. This was for the best, he kept telling himself over and over again as he dressed quickly.
His Jeep sported a couple of new bullet holes thanks to Carlos del Fuego s men, but it still purred
to life when he turned the key in the ignition. Brant fought the urge to look behind him as he drove
away, but if he had, he would have seen Darcy at the window, the innocence that had once shone in
her eyes shattered.
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