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bucks Army’s gonna need a new phone.”
    Trig barely heard it, still thinking about the last words Army barked. He couldn’t explain why, but the knowledge of it made his blood boil. Fisting his hands, he stood and headed toward Army. At the threshold into the kitchen, he paused. Army stood with his back to the door, both hands in fists at his sides. His phone lay in pieces at his feet.
    “Brother.”
    Army turned.
    “Looks like you need a new phone.”
    Army nodded. Still, the pissed-off look didn’t abate. He headed past him. Trig placed a hand on his shoulder. Army paused. His rage-filled gaze met his.
    “Let it go. She’ll be fine.” He didn’t know why he’d said it because he wasn’t sure he believed it himself. He didn’t know the whole story. In fact, he knew only what he’d heard, but if being in the service taught him anything besides being one hell of a marksman, it taught him how to read people. He had the feeling staring into Allie’s eyes she’d run. An instinct and perhaps it was nothing but nonetheless there. Following those instincts kept him alive a long time, so he’d stake his life there was much more to the story than Allie would ever admit, even to her brother.
    He wouldn’t tell Army, not yet, not until he was sure, and he didn’t think it mattered. Army had instincts of his own, good ones, and he’d seen for himself how much he cared for his sister. With certainty, nothing bad would touch Allie. Her brother wouldn’t allow it.
    “You coming?” Army asked.
    “Always down for a ride.”
    “Let me check on Allie.” Army headed down the hall and up the stairs.
    He followed, unwilling to admit he wanted to check on her himself. He stood behind while Army knocked on his bedroom door. It parted, and she came to view.
    Even prettier than he remembered, she wore a blue robe, reaching mid-thigh with her hair wet from the shower. Her eyes were swollen and red-rimmed like she’d been crying—a lot.
    Fuck. Why did that knowledge make him want to bash her cheating fiancé’s head in? He looked away, his ears perking up to see how she sounded.
    “Hey, you okay?”
    “Yeah,” she whispered. Even her voice was fucking beautiful, soft and so feminine.
    “Talked to Dad already, so you don’t have to worry about that shit anymore. If he calls you, don’t answer.”
    “He can’t. I left my phone.”
    Through his peripheral vision, he caught sight of Army’s body tensing. He couldn’t blame him. The thought didn’t please him either.
    “Allie, Christ, Allie.” He sounded pissed again. “You traveled across the country alone without a cell phone?”
    She shrugged, unfazed by Army’s temper. Luckily, because the woman raised protective instincts in him, wanting to beat the shit out of her ex and her father, wanting to hold her when she was fighting tears. He didn’t know how he’d react if Army’s temper made her start fucking crying again, and he didn’t want or need to find out.
    “I know it was stupid. I just didn’t want Dad or Wyatt to call.”
    Wyatt had to be the fiancé. What a stupid name. Lucky, stupid bastard.
    He gritted his teeth.
    Army sighed heavily, running his fingers through his hair. “You could’ve turned off your phone.”
    “Yeah, but then when I turned it on, I’d have messages.”
    “You ignore them then.”
    “Ty, it’s over, and I made it okay. I’m fine.”
    “Yeah, you are…Gotta get a new phone. I’m buying you one.”
    “Let me give you some money—”
    He shook his head. “Don’t even think about it.”
    “I have money.”
    “Save your money. I take care of you now.”
    She laughed, softly. “I’m twenty-five, Ty. I have a lot saved, and I’ll start looking for a job Monday. I’ll be out of your hair in no time.”
    “You aren’t gonna go anywhere, Allie. You’re living with me.”
    “Yeah? Oh, what are you going to do with me when you bring a girl over?”
    A teasing glint in her voice, he hid a smile.
    “You let me