The Second Chance Hero by Moon Jeannie

Author:Moon, Jeannie [Moon, Jeannie]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Military, Contemporary, Literature & Fiction
Publisher: InterMix
Published: 2014-10-21T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Owen thought about his night with Kim all day. He wondered if he’d moved too fast with her, if what was going through his head wasn’t just him just feeling overly connected to her because they’d had a shared experience.

He stopped himself. Yeah, he was thinking too fucking much.

He liked her. He wanted to be with her. End of story.

Owen was never one to overthink. He made up his mind quickly, had good instincts, and made decisions based on facts. Now, granted, Kim was messing with his head, his heart, and his libido, but still, he liked being with her. He liked everything about her and he had to concentrate on not messing this up.

That night, he called her and picked up Chinese at a little place everyone at work recommended. She sounded tired—he knew he was. Considering they’d both gotten little sleep the night before, it was a wonder either of them were still standing.

At this point, he’d be happy to have dinner with her in front of the TV and let her curl up against him while he watched the game. Miraculously, there was no sign of Harper on the deck, and as he walked down the path, he could see Kim outside her cottage.

He had to give Harper and Kevin credit. They spared no expense on the place. It was beautiful. There was a stone patio on the side of the cottage, complete with a pergola and a built-in barbecue. It was obvious that every design decision, every material choice, had been done with care. And it paid off. It was positively serene. Kim, who was enjoying that serenity, sat on a double chaise with a book in her lap.

But as he got closer, Owen noticed his pretty Kim wasn’t reading, but was really fast asleep. He’d spent at least an hour watching her sleep when she was tucked in his bed the night before. He decided then that he didn’t think he’d ever get tired of looking at her. He knew her father was Portuguese and her mother was Italian, and the combination gave her the creamiest skin, the most beautiful hair. Owen let one finger brush down her cheek and she stirred ever so slightly. He did it again, and she turned her face in such a way that he could place a soft kiss on her lips. Nothing hot. Nothing dirty.

He did it again and this time, Kim’s eyes fluttered open and she smiled under his mouth and stretched. “Mmmm.” Her arms came down around his neck and Owen sat on the chaise, facing her, his hip touching hers. He leaned in, loving how close he could get, and kissed her; caught her scent, which was a mix of baby and fresh air, and felt like he’d come home. He could spend all day close to her.

“How long have you been here?”

“Only a couple of minutes. I was tempted to let you sleep so you had some energy for later, but the food’s going to get cold.

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