The American Soldier Collection 11: Mending Hearts (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever) by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

Author:Dixie Lynn Dwyer
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
Published: 2015-02-04T16:00:00+00:00

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Gabe was sautéing the vegetables as Geno made the chicken saltimbocca. He was adding the prosciutto and the sage and preparing the pan for the chicken.

Gabe couldn’t believe he was doing this. His team was all showered, shaved, and ready to seduce Alana. And that was exactly what they were going to do. They wanted her. They were all attracted to her and saw her for the perfect woman she was. Smart, beautiful, a good head on her shoulders, and a body that aroused each of them, including himself. His mind focused on the ache in his leg, a constant reminder of his inability to satisfy her the way a perfect man could. It was a constant, throbbing pain that nothing made subside. Thinking of Alana, wanting her, needing her made the pain increase and his mind set him straight. He couldn’t have her. Not fully, not alone, not with this injury and with the scars on his soul.

“Pass the salt,” Geno said to him, and he nearly tossed the little glass shaker at him.

“Yo, what’s up with you? You’re going to burn the veggies,” Geno reprimanded.

He took the spatula from Gabe and moved the vegetables around in the large frying pan. They had a commercial stove and oven. They all enjoyed cooking but not entertaining. They never entertained except for a few football games with pizza and beers.

“Okay, what do you guys need help with?” Jaxon asked as he entered the room. “Jeb went to pick up Alana.”

Gabe looked him over. His commander, the leader of their team, one of his best friends, his brother, was dressed to kill. He wore a burgundy button-down shirt, with the first two buttons undone, dark black dress pants, black cowboy boots, as well as cologne. He was also clean-shaven and looking ready to get laid.

Gabe’s teeth clenched, and his heart pounded. But he wasn’t jealous. He was envious. Why couldn’t he appear perfect, unscathed by the demons of war, violence, and near-death? Why couldn’t he let go of the feelings of inadequacy and just embrace the one woman, the one person who completed him and made everything okay?

Because he wasn’t that big of a dick. Alana deserved men like Jaxon, Geno, Gator, and Jeb, who could put the war, the scars, and their pasts behind them and move on.

“Gabe? Gabe, what the fuck are you staring at?” Jaxon asked, interrupting his thoughts.

“You look like you’re going to a fucking club,” Gabe snapped at him.

Geno chuckled.

“Jealous?” Geno teased.

“Fuck no. Jealous of that old guy? I don’t think so,” Gabe replied with an angry attitude.

“Hey, I don’t think I look bad. This is my best fucking dress shirt.” Jaxon fixed the collar and ran his hand along the waistband to make sure it was tucked in neatly. It was so tight and tucked in it looked like his military uniform. Once a Marine, always a Marine.

“That’s because everything else you own is either military green, black, or some shade of blue. It looks good.

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