How Much For A Broken Heart? (SHADOW TEAM #2) by RJ Scott EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: RJ Scott
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AUGUST
Two years ago
The clatter of utensils and the sweet scent of maple syrup filled the cozy
kitchen. For the third morning in the row, I stood awkwardly by the counter
watching James at the stove, flipping pancakes that sizzled as they hit the
hot griddle. His daughter, Annie, was in her high chair, her face alight with
glee every time a new pancake was added to the stack. I felt like a spare
part. Despite me just being here undercover, I knew James saw me as part
of his little family; hell, if anyone looked deep enough, they’d see a
marriage certificate saying we were married, but it was all pretend, and I
still felt awkward.
Adrift.
Maybe I wanted the apple-pie homemaker thing. Maybe I didn’t want
gigs like this, which were all I had now that I was no longer a SEAL.
“With skills like mine, I should open a diner,” James joked and sent me
a wink. I loved his smile. I loved his wink. I just wished this was real so
that, maybe, I could try to love the whole of him. Battered, exhausted, and
searching for someone to ground me, I had become part of his world.
Despite my fucked-up state, he treated me as if I deserved to be here, rather
than someone infiltrating his workplace and home.
“That would mean giving up the law,” I murmured, kind of deadpan,
kind of joking, although joking wasn’t my strong suit.
He shot me a wry smile. “Could I give up the courtroom drama?
Never.” He slid past me to deposit a pancake on Annie’s plastic plate,
blowing on it and adding a small amount of syrup. His expression grew soft
as he watched Annie attempt to use her spoon, a dollop of syrup dripping
down her chin.
I felt a tug of something inside, affection, normality… I
wasn’t sure what it was, but it was unnerving and felt wrong sometimes.
I pulled out my phone, pretending to check messages, but in reality, I
was taking a moment to etch this ordinary scene into my memory—the
safety, the love, the simple pleasure of family, and wondering if, one day, I
could make sense of everything so I could have this for real.
“You know, yesterday, Annie said ‘pancake’ clear as day,” James said, a
note of pride in his voice as he transferred the last pancake onto the plate.
“Is that so?” I turned to Annie, who was now more syrup than toddler.
There it was—my own flash of pride for the little girl who’d wormed her
way into my heart. “Annie, can you say ‘pancake’?”
She beamed, syrupy spoon in hand, and declared, “Cake!”
“Close enough,” James laughed.
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