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Okay, she was ready. Her hands shook. God, you haven’t even gotten into the copter yet and you’re disintegrating into goo!

She sobered a bit at her excitement while she went out to the living room. You are going on this to kill a man Riley. Stop acting like it is a video game—she halted in her tracks.

There stood the guys, dressed in full body armor. Her mouth popped open.

They looked like… just like the players in Call of Duty. Both men were roughly the same height. Harris was wider, but her brother was just as imposing. She could imagine their missions, getting into dangerous places like ghosts, killing, retrieving and slipping out just like specters, as if they were never there.

She stared at them like some kid at the circus watching the high wire act or a flame eater.

They both stared at her face.

“Ridge?” Harris spoke first. “You okay, sweet cheeks?”

Walker turned his head to glare at him and the use of such a nickname.

Harris looked unashamed as he shrugged easily, even in the heavy gear.

“You—y-you two l-look…”

Walker laughed at her stunned expression.

Harris stepped forward and leaned his head down. “It will be okay.”

Nodding like a dummy, she had no words. But DAMN. This man was a real life commando. Sexy, hot, dirty, beautiful…a soldier. Her eyes kept blinking. Yes, you dumbass you knew this. It was just that seeing it in person. Her chest got tight as if she was a fan girl or something while seeing her favorite star right in front of her.

“Breathe, babe. Breathe,” Harris prompted.

“See? We can’t take her on this. She has no idea—”

“Shut up!” she blurted out as she swung her angry gaze over to her brother.

He narrowed his eyes at her. “You did not just tell me to shut up!”

“I did! What ya gonna do about it?” she challenged, her eyes beady. “I can do this. I-it was just a shock. I mean who comes into a living room to see…YOU TWO? Dressed like in the movies? Like Full Metal Jacket. Give a girl a damn break for a fat fucking second!”

Harris was beaming at her, seeming to thoroughly enjoy her ranting.

“You drive me nuts, Riley. This isn’t a game!” Walker yelled back. “You could get shot, or killed.”

She pursed her lips ignoring his tirade. “So do I get armor too?”

Harris laughed. “Babe, you wouldn’t be able to walk.” He attempted to cover his grin.

“This is SO not funny, Harris!” She glared at him.

Still looking amused, he took her arm. “Calm down, hellcat. You do get a vest and helmet.”

She kept glaring at her brother.

“Well, amnesia or not, you are the same Riley,” Walker said dryly while looking disgusted. “Stubborn, mouthy—”

“Oooh! I’m not five anymore, Walker!” Then her head hurt suddenly as she remembered arguing with this man before. She put her hand up to her forehead.

Harris looked concerned. “Are you okay?”

She stared at her brother as a myriad of memories flooded her mind.

“What?” Walker stared back at her.

“I-I remember we fought a lot, didn’t we?”

He shook his head and laughed but it didn’t sound amused in the least. “Fuck yeah. I mean you are so dammed headstrong. Going on dangerous assignments, never listening to me. Getting thrown in jail repeatedly. Taking on gangsters and shit.”

She nodded. “And yet you continued to smother me.”

His similar blue eyes narrowed at her.

“Oh and now, I remember that look!” She placed her hands on her hips. “You are a bully, Walker Henry Page!”

Harris stared at her. “You remember him now?”

Nodding, she dropped her hands. “I do…” She looked at her big brother and it all came back. She stepped close to him and put her arms around him, even though it was hard to hug a man wearing all this gear. “Skinned knees. Fishing. Tree house. Holding my hand when…”

His arms went around her. “Dammit, kid. I just don’t want you hurt.”

An odd sound blared through the room.

Riley stepped back from her brother. “What is—?”

Harris stared over at the wall where a panel had a red light flashing. “Fuck! The perimeter alarm.” He moved swiftly, despite the heavy armor as he made his way toward the back of the cabin.

Walker followed him with Riley behind him. “T-the what?”

They entered a room of the likes Riley couldn’t believe.

A big screen and a computer like she’d never seen before. A control board with lots of buttons. Walls made of steel with no windows. Weapons taking up one entire wall, displayed on shelves. One other wall had various body armor hanging like suits. Bullet proof vests, ammo, helmets, even a small battering ram.

Staring around, Riley was stunned. She hadn’t even known this room was here. She looked back at the doorway they’d just come through and saw the door was like a vault door in a bank. “A safe room?” she wondered aloud.

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