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parked on the corner.
    He climbed into his truck and slammed the door, let his head fall back against the headrest. His dick was hard as a rock, but he felt better than he had all year.
    Tyson was right. He needed to try and get Megan back. Because a lifetime was just too long to live with the regrets if he didn’t.

Chapter Four
    Megan stepped out of the shower and grabbed the towel folded neatly on the toilet.
    She’d been in there for almost a half hour, trying to scrub away the smoldering encounter with Trevor this afternoon. Good God, how had she lost all control around him? How was it that he simply had to decide he wanted her again and she was a puddle at his feet?
    It was like Pavlov’s dog. Only she wasn’t a dog and there was no damn bell. Just a sexy soldier who would always have her heart.
    Which made her wonder how she was going to ever get through this week. Having to finalize the details of Tyson and Ellie’s wedding with Trevor standing by? But she had to get through. Had to keep her head on straight and not get involved with Trevor again. It had been over a year since they’d broken up, and she was finally making steps to get over him.
    Tears stung her eyes as she brutally scrubbed her body dry with the towel.
    She wanted Trevor to be happy, really she did. She’d been praying for his heart, mind and body to heal since that day she’d received that horrific call from Afghanistan that he’d been hurt.
    Just thinking about it now had the ability to make her stomach contents roll and her head spin with terror. She dropped the towel and gripped the counter, shaking her head as she sucked in a great big lungful of air.
    Trevor’s body had eventually healed, but his heart and mind had never seemed to fully recover. They’d never kept secrets from each other before. But when he’d returned, everything about him had been different. There’d been nothing but secrets. And even though the sex between them had still been incredible, she’d always felt like he was holding back. That he was fighting demons while making love to her.
    She’d begged him to open up. Begged him to get help. Because they hadn’t been a couple anymore, they’d become two people who only came together to have sex. But he’d refused to seek help, to even talk about it. He’d even stopped any planning of their wedding. Retreating more into himself until that chasm between them became so great that not even amazing sex could bridge it. And that’s when she’d left. Because staying would’ve only destroyed her and the love she’d always hold for him.
    Megan crossed the bathroom that was still full of steam, and reached for her dress hanging on the door. She slipped into it and then her heels, then made quick time drying her hair and putting on makeup.
    When she finally climbed into the convertible, there wasn’t enough time to appreciate the summer sun beating down. How the hell had she forgotten about dinner tonight? She’d promised Ellie last week she’d be there.
    It was Trevor. He’d returned to town and thrown her entire life for a loop. She wasn’t stupid, she knew why he’d tried to seduce her today. The phenomenal sex and chemistry between them had always offered him that brief distraction, moments of happiness where he could just forget. But the price to her heart and own sanity was just too expensive…
    By the time she arrived at the local Italian restaurant, the Wyatt clan was already there.
    Megan strode to the back of the dim restaurant, inhaling the delicious smell of garlic and olive oil. She kept her head high and avoided looking at Trevor, who sat with the small group of people at the table. Though she knew exactly where his muscled frame was furled into a chair in the back corner.
    “Megan,” Ellie called out and rushed to her feet. “I thought you might’ve forgotten. So good to see you.”
    “You too.” Megan embraced the other woman briefly then gave a small smile. “Don’t you just look