Nothing served as more of a reminder that Tristan had lost his SEAL’s edge than being yanked by his ear out from under defensive cover by a woman old enough to be his great-grandmother. “Don’t you ‘ouch’ me, young man. I’m still miffed at you from when you stole bubble gum...
How selfish would he have been, though, to further immerse himself into her life, knowing full well he had nothing to offer? This explained why he was now freezing his ass off in Deadhorse, Alaska. A few days after his talk with his family, one of Wyatt’s best welders had walked off the site, and...