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“Of course,” she said. “Omelet with all the good shit I like?” she asked.

“As if I’d make you anything else,” Coach told her. “What did Davidson and Montesa say last night? Are they good?” He truly liked her siblings, and was always interested in what they were doing.

“Oh, yeah. Montesa is heading off to St. Thomas on vacation today. She told me to call her after my meeting to let her know how it went.”

“Her husband finally convinced his workaholic wife to go?”

Harley smiled. “Yup. Crazy, huh?”

“Absolutely. And Davidson?”

“He offered to beat up the president if he didn’t give me what I wanted,” Harley said with a laugh.

“Sounds like something he’d do.”

“Thank you for giving me everything I didn’t know I was missing in life,” Harley said as she brought up a hand and curled it around the back of Coach’s neck.

“You’re welcome, Harl. Anything you want is yours.”

“Anything?” she said with an arched brow.

Coach pressed his hips into her belly, letting her feel his erection. “Anything,” he said.

“You know what adrenaline does to me,” Harley said coyly, peering at him from beneath lowered lashes.

Coach had her up and walking toward her Highlander before she knew what was happening. She giggled and gathered up the parachute trailing behind them as they walked. “In a hurry?” she asked.

“If you want to have time to eat before your call, yeah.”

Coach was aware they had plenty of time. Even though he’d had her that morning, he knew he wouldn’t last more than a couple minutes the second he got inside her. She always did that to him. Every time they made love, it felt like coming home.

On their way to the parking lot, he held out his hand and sighed in contentment when she took it. “Love you, Harl.”

“Love you too.”

They both smiled all the way home.

Chase and Sadie, three years after the weddings.

* * *

Chase sat at his desk and looked over at his wife. Sadie was in the conference room with a potential customer. She was always the one to conduct the initial meetings with the women who came inquiring about their services.

A year ago, he’d chaptered out of the Army, and even though his friends had told him he’d be sorry, he hadn’t regretted one second of his decision.

He and Sadie had opened a branch of her famous uncle’s bodyguard services here in the Fort Hood area. With his background in investigations, Chase was easily able to discover information on the exes of their clients. They had a staff of four men who rotated through jobs, and Sadie did most of the paperwork in the office, especially now that she was pregnant with their first child. Chase supervised the bodyguards and occasionally offered backup when needed.

Chase still had a hard time wrapping his head around the fact that he was going to be a father. He’d watched his sister get married and have babies, and had enjoyed being an uncle, but it was completely different knowing he’d have a son of his own soon.

Sadie patted the distraught woman on the shoulder and awkwardly stood up, her eight-months-pregnant belly preventing her from moving anywhere quickly anymore. He met her at the door to the conference room and put his arm under her elbow to help balance her as she waddled to the leather chair in the corner of his office. She’d long since stopped sitting at her desk, as it was uncomfortable for her.

“Is she okay?” Chase asked.

Sadie nodded. “She will be.”

“I guess we’ve got a new client then?”

Sadie smiled. “Yup. She has two kids and is scared her ex is gonna try to snatch them and take them back to Kuwait, where he’s from.”