The Hero Was Handsome (Triple Threat Book 3) by Kristen Casey

Author:Kristen Casey [Casey, Kristen]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Gallant Fox Press
Published: 2020-01-26T16:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-ONE

TATE LOOKED INTO Lyla’s sympathetic face and thought seriously about making something up, even knowing that she’d heard his half of that fucking conversation.

He simply couldn’t do it, though.

“I got a call back from my PEBLO,” he told her. At Lyla’s look of confusion, he amended, “The Army caseworker assigned to me. I, uh…I left him a message this morning.”

“And?”

Tate took a deep breath. Even though he should have expected something like this, it still felt like a punch in the gut. He’d had to go hide in the shower like a goddamn pussy, just so he could pull himself together enough to sit in the same room as Lyla without losing it.

“Well, I was expecting to be removed from the TDRL—essentially the disabled list, like they have in sports. I failed my first evaluation back at home, but I did another one in New York, right before we left.”

“I see,” she said, calm as can be.

“I failed again.”

Lyla looked thoroughly aggrieved on his behalf. “What? Why? Look at you—you’re fine.”

“Apparently they disagree. They want to see me again in six to eight more weeks.”

She picked up one of her chopsticks and poked grumpily at what was left of her dinner. “In Cleveland, right? I think I heard that at the end.”

“Yeah,” Tate agreed. It was hard to gauge her expression. He explained, “The doctors there know me a lot better than the ones who reviewed me in New York. I figure maybe they’ll give me a fair shot. Fair-er, anyway.”

Lyla’s voice was laden with compassion when she spoke again. “Tate, I’m so sorry. Maybe this job was a bad idea. We’ve done so much driving and had some really late nights, and…hell, the stress alone has been a nightmare. If you still weren’t feeling a hundred percent, I wish you would have said something.”

Tate sighed. Her concern was sweet, but he couldn’t let her think she was at fault in any way. “Okay, Slick—here’s the deal. My head’s got to be healed by now. I haven’t had any major episodes, and as long as I avoid high-intensity exercise for the next few weeks, I should be good. I swear.”

“But you had that bad dizzy spell. And it’s obvious when the light is hurting your eyes.”

Damn it—she wasn’t supposed to mention that. “That’s all better,” Tate fibbed.

“Oh, really.”

“And luckily, you’re not in the Beatles, so we don’t exactly need to hotfoot it out of your book signings, you know?”

“Not yet, anyway,” Lyla said. “But you should know, this next book is going to be pretty awesome.”

“And here I thought Trident was taking care of all your publicity.”

“Every little bit helps, wiseass.”

“Now you tell me.”

Lyla dimpled over at him while she sucked on her soda straw. “I tell you everything. For example…”

Looking at the nervous expression that crept over her face, Tate couldn’t help the flare of panic he felt. He also couldn’t help what came out of his mouth next.

“There’s more, though. Something no one else knows.” That stopped whatever she was about to confess really quick.

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