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by Sybil Bartel


  I breathed out past the lump in my throat. “I know.”

  “Talk to me,” he said gently.

  I stared at the contrast of his arms against my waist. I had a natural honey hue but Talon was a surfer—a surfer who had a way of getting past my defenses. I couldn’t explain it except to say I knew he’d never judge me. I took a breath then told him the truth.

  “I’m having a hard time. I thought I’d be fine but I miss him and I’m becoming a little resentful of the fact that he’s gone for so long. I know it’s not him, I know it’s me. I need to build a life for myself now that I can, but I just want him around. I feel guilty for even thinking it, let alone telling you about it. And the last time we spoke?” My voice broke, guilt and regret eating me alive. “Talon, I asked how long he planned on being a marine.” The dead silence I’d been met with still haunted me.

  Talon shifted. “You think you’re the first woman to ever own those feelin’s?”

  “No.” But that didn’t make it right. Buck had warned me what I was getting into. I felt like I was betraying him by even having these thoughts.

  “Look.” Talon moved us to the steps and set me down. “There ain’t no right or wrong when it comes to emotion, darlin’, there just is. You can own what you want but when it comes to relationships, it won’t do you any good if you keep it to yourself. You tell Blaze any of this?”

  I shook my head. I didn’t dare.

  “And how’s that fair? He can’t fix what he doesn’t know is broken.”

  “There’s nothing broken with him,” I protested. Buck was amazing. Quiet and strong and intelligent, he’d jump in front of a moving train for me.

  “There’s nothin’ broken with you either, darlin’,” Talon said quietly, pushing my wet hair behind my ear. “That’s not what I’m sayin’ here.” He grasped my shoulder. “But not collectin’ a government paycheck won’t make him a different man. Once a marine, always a marine.”

  Suddenly, I was too close to Talon. His intensity, his ability to switch from flirtatious to deadly serious in less than a second—Talon was a dangerous vortex I’d fallen into once before. I wasn’t going to do it again.

  I pushed away and swam underwater to the other end of the pool. When I surfaced, Talon was still on the steps. He watched me with an intensity only Buck could match.

  Dunking to push my hair back, I lifted myself out of the pool and walked back to my lounger for my towel. I didn’t look, but I felt Talon’s eyes on me the whole way. I studiously dried off and by the time I was done, Talon was swimming laps. He was a lot of things but still wasn’t one of them.

  I went inside and made iced tea. When I came back, he was on the lounger and his easy smile had returned.

  “I was wonderin’ if you had any hostess in you,” he teased.

  Trying like hell to not look at his wet muscles, I handed him his drink and smirked. “Watch it or you’ll be wearing that tea.”

  Talon laughed and took the glass. “Now there’s that smart mouth I love.”

  I set my glass down, twisted my hair up, and lay back on the lounger. When I glanced at Talon, he was blatantly staring at my body.

  “Cut it out,” I warned.

  His forehead creased and when his eyes met mine, I was momentarily stunned by his merciless gaze.

  The backs of his fingers glanced across my stomach. “I expected to see you knocked up,” he said quietly.

  My heart plummeted and I felt the color drained from my face. “What are you talking about?”

  His hand slid away and for one breathless moment, I was caught in his knowing stare. “Who’s that fear for, Sugar?”

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  About the Author

  Sybil grew up in Northern California with her head in a book and her feet in the sand. She used to dream of becoming a painter but the heady scent of libraries with their shelves full of books drew her into the world of storytelling. Her true literary love is the New Adult genre but really, any story about a love so desperately wrong and impossibly beautiful makes her swoon.

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  Impossible Promise

  Copyright © 2015 by Sybil Bartel

  Edited by Kerri Buckley

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