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“Wow. Did he get kicked out of the Army?” Macie asked, coming up on an elbow so she could look at his face.

Colt shook his head. “No. He was demoted to private, but he was allowed to stay. Those are the kinds of soldier I hate. They aren’t in the armed forces to serve their country. I don’t mind the men and women who join for college money, or because they need to support their family, or even because they have no idea what to do with their lives. But I hate the ones who’re trying to milk every penny they can out of the government. They’re often cowards or bullies, and are part of the reason why I jumped at the chance to command the Delta Force units here in Texas.”

Macie put her head back down on his shoulder.

“Any more questions?”

She shook her head. “No. And for the record, I knew you had to have a good reason. It’s just not in you to be an ass for the sake of being an ass.”

Colt chuckled. “I can definitely be an ass,” he told her. “Just ask your brother.”

Macie shook her head. “No. That’s different. You were doing so to help them become better soldiers.”

“He told you stories then, huh?” Colt asked.

He felt Macie smile against him.

“Yeah. I heard some stuff,” she agreed.

“You and Truck are good, right?”

Macie nodded. “Yeah. It was tough to talk to him, but I told him all about my baby and what our parents did. He was pissed, like you were, but he didn’t judge me like I thought he would. It’s good to have him back in my life,” she admitted.

“I know he feels the same way,” Colt reassured her.

They didn’t say anything for a while, just listened to the sound of the waves on the beach outside the screen door of their room.

“I’m worried about Trigger and the others,” she eventually said.

“Why?”

“Because they’re lonely.”

“What? Why do you think that?”

“I can just tell,” Macie said.

“I’m sure when the time is right, the right woman will come along for each of them,” Colt reassured his wife.

“But what if they’re not looking for her? She could be right under their noses and they wouldn’t even know it. They’d overlook her, then possibly be lonely for the rest of their lives.”

Colt held back the chuckle that threatened. The hormones coursing through Macie’s body were making her extra emotional about everything lately. He loved that she was worried about his men, but knew they’d laugh their asses off if they heard her assessment of their love lives. “They’ll know her when they see her,” he told her.

“Hmmm,” she mumbled, obviously not convinced.

Making a mental note to warn Trigger that his wife was on a mission to see him and the rest of the men on his team happily settled down, Colt decided to get her attention off of them and back on him.

He shifted until he was braced over Macie and kissed his way down her body. He spent a lot of time kissing and caressing her beautiful baby belly, and muttering words of love to their daughter nestled within, then continued until he was between her legs.

“Again?” she mock complained.

“Again,” Colt confirmed as he lowered his head. He knew Macie loved this, almost more than any other way he made love to her, and he was determined to make sure she loved every second of their honeymoon.

He’d do anything for his wife. Move heaven and Earth to make her happy and content. He might’ve saved her from her ex, but she’d more than paid that back to him tenfold. He was happier than he’d ever been in his life and had never looked forward to the future more than he did now.

Life was good. He held the proof in his hands.

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