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what are you going to tell Reaper?"
    "Nothing
until I get back from deployment."
    "You'll
let him suffer that long?"
    "You
didn't tell him about us." She gripped his cock and slid her hand to the
base, relenting. "Maybe by the time I get back, he'll be in love with
someone else."
    Reaper
did have a reputation for rushing into things before thinking about them. If
Tuck hadn't been so immersed in keeping his relationship with Delaney a secret,
he'd have seen it coming. "I should have made our relationship more
public."
    "No."
She shook her head. "It’s hard enough maintaining a tough-gal persona in
front of my peers. Most of the men in my regiment resent me being there."
    He’d
been just as hesitant to let on that they’d been together. Problem was that
he’d had such a deep distrust of women from a very young age. Delaney was the
first woman he'd ever told about his crappy family life. Perhaps because the
three of them had started out as friends, he hadn't wanted to reveal how far
past friendship they'd progressed, afraid if he committed to their
relationship, it would fall apart. Like his parents’ had.
    Delaney
sighed, her hand rising to cup his face. "Look, I know you have issues
with marriage and commitment. And it's understandable, given your family. But
not all marriages end in divorce."
    "You're
saying my father, who's been married three times, and my mother, going on her
fifth husband, isn't normal?" He laughed without humor. "Why Cory
would be idiot enough to propose is beyond me. Aren’t there studies to prove
more than fifty-percent of marriages end in divorce?"
    "That
gives people a fifty-fifty chance of it working." She shook her head. "Sometimes
you have to take chances. Sometimes they pay off."
    "Or
get you killed."
     
    Delaney
laid against the curve of Tuck's body, committing to memory the male, musky
scent of their lovemaking, the feel of his hard muscles against her softer
ones, and the way his breath warmed the back of her neck.
    Four
o'clock in the morning and she hadn't slept a wink, preferring to savor every
last moment with Tuck. She hadn't packed, hadn't notified her landlord, hadn't
done anything to prepare for her deployment.
    She
was headed to Afghanistan. Not that she was borrowing trouble, but she might
not come back. As a member of the 160th Special Operations Aviation Regiment,
she'd be flying into enemy territory to deposit and pick up the Special
Operations forces, be they Army, Navy SEALs, or marines, on some of the most
dangerous and highly classified missions imaginable. The chances of being shot
down by the Taliban were high.
    Meanwhile,
her heart would be back in Virginia with Tuck.
    She'd
known from the start that Tuck had commitment issues given his family
background plus he was a Navy SEAL first, anything else came second. Including
her. But sometimes she dreamed of hearing him say those three words she'd
longed to hear.
    I
love you.
    Three
of the most powerful words in the English language dictionary, as far as
Delaney was concerned. As she headed into the warzone, she'd have to content
herself with the knowledge Tuck cared about her. Possibly loved her, but wasn't
willing to admit it and jinx their bond.
    Delaney
had committed one of the ultimate mistakes she'd told herself she'd never do.
Falling in love with a man in the military. Now it was too late. There was no
going back. Her heart belonged to Tuck.
     
    Cory
and Tuck fell into formation on the pavement outside the Ops tent where their
commander worked. Gunny called them to attention, then performed an about-face
to hand off to Skipper, Commander Raymond Janek.
    The
man stood like a tree, six-feet, four inches of hard muscle. He stayed as fit
as any of the younger SEALs standing before him, and demanded no less from his
team than he did of himself.
    Without
preamble, Skipper announced, "We're headed to the sandbox. Report with
your deployment bags here at Zero-five-thirty in the morning. That gives you
exactly twenty-two