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She lifts her brow as her eyes move up and down my body. “So… doing some on-the-job training,” she jokes, pointing to my outfit. “It’s kinda hot.”

I peek down at my coast guard attire and look back at her, appalled. I yank on my shirt. “You think this is hot?” Her beautiful lips twist and she nods. “You know I’m a SEAL, right? Nothing is hotter than that. Especially not the coast guard.” Like I said, I have the utmost respect for those guys, but if my woman is getting hot and bothered over them, it’s going down. “I’ll show you hot,” I murmur as I lift off the shirt and toss it on the floor. She bites her bottom lip, evoking a deep growl from the back of my throat. Her back hits the kitchen counter as I take a couple of long strides toward her. Her sweet gasp as I pick her up and set her on the counter goes straight to my dick.

“I love when you make that noise especially when my dick sinks into you,” I murmur into her neck. Her pulse quickens against my lips as I nibble up to her ear and back down her jaw line.

“Then stop talking, Cowboy. I need to feel you inside me.”

You don’t have to tell me twice. I’m an obedient guy when it comes to sex. She leans back on her arms, arching her back when I suck a nipple through her thin t-shirt. Her ass lifts off the counter a couple of inches, enough room for me to slide her shorts and panties off. I tug my sweats down, not caring to take them completely off. I’m afraid she'll change her mind if I don’t hurry. Tell me to leave when she figures out she’s doing this for the wrong reason. Fear and passion are a toxic mixture and I’m probably a bastard for taking advantage of it, but I need her to remember what we feel like together. That there’s no question how much I love her.

When my cock buries inside her, I close my eyes, relief spiraling around my spine, nothing feels more perfect than this. “I love you,” I whisper into her ear. She doesn’t say it back, only moans. Just for that, I make sure she’s screaming my name by the end.

I pull up my sweats, then lift her off the counter and carry her to the couch. I apologize for scaring her. She tells me about taking a walk on the beach to clear her head. Unfortunately, the timing was bad. When she saw a group of people staring at something in the water, she walked over only to see my clothes sprawled across the beach and me being lifted into the helicopter.

“I was about to kill someone, trying to find answers.”

Chuckling, I say, “I heard.”

She narrows her eyes. “He could have told me what happened. I was freaking out, and he wasn’t much help.” I nibble on her fingers. She yanks them back. “Stop. You should put me down as your emergency contact, so they’ll call and tell me what’s going on.”

“That won’t make a difference.” I push a piece of loose hair behind her ear. “The less you know, the better.”

“Well, that sucks.”

I nod in understanding, despite knowing it will never change. “Besides that, are we better?” Say, yes. Her hand rests on my thigh and I run my fingers in between hers, linking them. I know she loves me.

Although, she was quick to pull a knife on me this morning.

She looks at me with pain in her eyes, I’m afraid of what'll come out of her mouth. “Before we can move past this…” She pauses, inhaling and exhaling sharply. “… I want to meet her.”

That is exactly what I was afraid of.

Chapter Thirty

Ellie

“Welcome to Dallas Ft. Worth,” the pilot says over the intercom.

I stare down at the skyscrapers beneath us, lean my head against the window and sigh. My anxiety of coming back to Texas kept me up all night. I should have nothing to worry about, we’re far away from El Paso. Layer that with meeting my twin sister, my fiancé’s ex who he still has to have feelings for… it’s put a lot of weight on my heart. What if he sees her and decides she’s the one he wants? This is why we’re here, I keep reminding myself.

My mind hasn’t turned off since we left Gilley Cove. We barely talked on our flight. Kase is letting me figure things out internally and answering questions I’ve had along the way. It’s been a week since I learned I had a twin, but I’m just as confused about everything as I was on day one.

There’s one question that keeps popping up in my head though. We have a two-hour drive, so I figured I'd wait to ask when there weren't people around us.

Once we're in the rental car and driving, I tuck my foot under my knee and shift my body toward him, finally asking, “If she was the love of your life, why did you leave her?”

His fingers grip the steering wheel and he expels a pained breath. “I should have brought this up. But I was afraid I’d lose you after what you told me, about your stepfather.”

“I don’t understand.”

He sighs heavily. “You know my mom died from cancer when I was sixteen.” I nod and lay my hand on top of his, resting on the gearshift. “Once they diagnosed her, she didn’t suffer long. She suffered a lot longer by the hand of my dad. She wasn’t strong enough to leave my dad, so she stayed and took it, keeping it away from me. After she died, I was his punching bag until I became powerful enough to defend myself.” This breaks my heart, hearing we had similar upbringings. “I tried my best to stay away from him after that. I was usually with…” He stops mid-sentence.

“It’s all right. She was your childhood love. You don’t need to act like it didn’t happen.”

“I left right after graduation to go to boot camp. When I came back, I learned Everly had been in a bad car accident. I raced to her house only to discover she didn’t remember me. I was wiped from her memory.”

“That’s… horrible. I can’t imagine what that felt like to her and you. If I would have had amnesia, it would’ve been a blessing. Of course, I didn’t have a guy like you to forget.”

He manages a small smile.

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