Mission Control (The Omega Team Series Book 2)
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She searched his face, obviously looking for something. Some kind of answer. “So tell me, big guy. What exactly do you feel?”
They’d grown so close, these last few weeks, their relationship taking twists and turns they’d never expected. But was she ready to hear this? He blew out a breath. It was now or never.
“I love you, Kris. I want you in my life, however we have to manage it.”
She took so much time to respond, he felt disappointment bubble up inside him. Then she smiled.
“I love you, too, Mason. I want us to have a chance at this. I really do. We need to be careful because we both carry a lot of baggage but, I say, let’s take the leap together.”
“I’ll do my best to deal with your job.” He touched his mouth to hers briefly. “I’ll worry, but I’ll be here every time you come home.”
Home. He liked the sound of that.
“Yeah, about that.” She shifted slightly against him.
He tensed, wondering what monkey wrench was about to be thrown into the works. But he tried to be casual when he spoke.
“Lay it on me.”
“While I was lying around, being a sloth, and you were out hustling your ass on the ranch, I did some research. Made some phone calls.”
“About?” he prompted.
“Seems the medical chopper service that covers the area needs another pilot. They’re very interested in talking to me, when I’m ready.”
He widened his eyes in astonishment. “You’d leave The Omega Team? What about Grey and The Omega Team? Won’t you miss the job?”
She shook her head. “Not at all. I think I’ve had all the adrenaline rush I can handle for a good while. And when Grey flew out to see me again last week, we had an extensive talk. He agrees it’s time for me to make some changes.”
“You’d be satisfied living on a ranch?” He gave her a hard stare. “Living with me?”
She wound her arms around his neck. “I couldn’t think of anything I’d like more.”
For the first time in years, pure happiness coursed through him, and the internal walls he’d built crumbled away.
“Then, get ready to be a rancher’s wife, Miss Gauthier.” He winked. “Soon to be Mrs. Rowell.”
She smiled back at him. “I’m ready. Let’s get it done.”
For a long time after that, no more words were spoken.
None were needed.
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Table of Contents
From Desiree
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
About the Author