Rafe Buchanan – 6’3’’. Hard muscle. Marine MP. My brother’s best friend. And the guy who took my innocence five years ago!
Also the guy who gave me the most precious gift ever – my daughter (well, our daughter I should be saying).
Did I tell you he kinda left me, asking me to move on?
So, that’s what I did.
I moved on to study further, to raise my child and to work with the Marines.
Everything is going great until…
Rafe shows up at my clinic.
He’s seeking a cure for PTSD, and I’m his counselor.
It’s totally f*ck*d up, right?
Once again, our attraction is instant, the chemistry undeniable and don’t even get me started how good he is in bed.
I want him so bad, but can’t let him know about our daughter.
There’s no way our relationship could work.
They say war is hell, but isn’t love a torture!