Right off I feel as though Landon is a decent guy, "But you listen to me," Landon said, "I love you like a brother from a different mother, but you work your a** off to find that replacement." He also seems to have suaveness about him, "well then, you need to come to dinner to find out more about me. I'm a fascinating guy." MHMM did I mention the tattoo he has? "The tattoo on his right shoulder was simply a skull and bones." I mean it seems he would do anything for Maya, "he smile. "We'll get room service." Hell, he would pluck down the moon and a star out of the sky for her if that was what she wanted." I want me a man like that, that will go to whatever depths to make me happy, it shows something about a man's character. I mean you can tell how deep he is in for this woman, "Sweet Jesus, Joseph, and Mary. Seeing her made him certain that there was a God, and based on the ugliness he had seen, he had sometimes doubted it."
BLURB:
Landon “Blackhawk” Walker is ready to get out of the Navy SEALs. He has seen and done enough, and can’t wait to get to Cabo San Lucas, Mexico where three tasks await him: get back into civilian mode, take a boat out to the El Arco Rocks, and win back the heart of the woman he lost because of his career.
Maya Gonzalez has tired of the heartbreak that comes with Landon’s deployments year after year. When he walks back into her life, she cannot deny her heart, despite her reservations.
As they lose themselves in each other and the beauty of Cabo, their passion is rekindled once again, but Maya knows that one phone call means deployment for Landon, putting an end to their reunion, and possibly their relationship.
EXCERPT:
“Where were you?” she finally asked, her voice quiet.
“Afghanistan.”
He didn’t look at her, but he felt her body tense next to his. “Were you hurt?”
He shrugged, but then thought better of trying to blow off her questions. Maya had always said she wanted nothing but honesty from him, and he had been the one to offer this Q&A.
“I took some shrapnel in my chest, but it was all superficial.” He gazed down at her as she studied his chest as if she could see the wounds he was talking about.
“Did you kill?” she whispered, her stare never leaving his chest.
Dammit. This was the part he hated because she abhorred violence, but killing was his job. If he didn’t take out the bad guys, they would kill American soldiers, and he would be damned if that happened on his watch. “Yes.”
She closed her eyes for a moment.
“Did you think of me?”
“Oh, God, Maya.” He put his finger under her chin and turned her face to his. Her brown eyes sparkled with tears that made his heart feel as though it might quit beating. “Maya, it’s always you. It’s thinking of you that made me want to stay alive. It’s the thought of your smile, your face, your body pressed up against mine that kept me warm at night, the sound of your laughter that made me smile when I felt like I couldn’t smile again. Maya....”
He didn’t know what else to say, so he did what he had wanted to do since the day he left her almost a year ago.
He brought his lips to hers.
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