““So, time to fess up. What’s the deal?”“About what?” September looked up from her position on the couch, sorting her mail. A surprising amount of junk had accumulated during the two days she’d been in the hospital.“Not what. Who.” Satisfied with the way the flowers looked, Chessie dropped into one of the bar chairs. “What was Mark Hawkins really doing in your hospital room?”“The obvious. Bringing flowers. Seeing how I was.”“I didn’t know you had anything to do with that life anymore.”She meant ...army life. September sighed, remembering the tough time her sister had given her over her decision to date a Ranger and then accept his marriage proposal. She tossed a handful of advertisements into the paper-recycling bin. “I haven’t seen Hawk since the funeral.”“Talk about coincidences.”“You have no idea.”“Not a good coincidence.”“No.” Her heart twisted hard, remembering how Hawk had changed. What had happened to him? “I’m trying to move on with my life, and it’s not easy.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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