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the fact he’d gone back to serving after he lost his leg.
    “I lost your brother and almost lost you. Take the discharge and come home!”
    Except Thorne couldn’t. Serving in the Navy was his life. He might not be an active SEALany longer, but he was still a surgeon. He was useful.
    He was needed. If he couldn’t be a SEAL and serve that way, in honor of his brother he could do this.
    Thorne scrubbed his hand over his face. His leg was bothering him and soon he’d head back to his quarters on the base and take off his prosthetic. Maybe soak his stump in the ocean to ease the pain. He couldn’t swim, but he could wade.
    Water soothed Thorne and aided him with his phantom limb syndrome. Seeing Erica face-to-face had made his leg twinge. As if it knew and remembered she’d been the one to do the surgery and was reacting to her.
    Perhaps bringing her here was a bad idea.
    She knew and had seen too much of his softer side. He’d been exposed to her, lying naked on her surgical table, and Thorne was having a hard time trying to process that.
    Perhaps he should’ve kept her away.
    A flash behind him made him turn and he could see dark clouds rolling in from the east. It was typhoon season in Okinawa, but this was just a regular storm. The tall palm trees along the beach in the distance began to sway as the waves crashed against the white sand.
    A dip was definitely out of the question now.
    The storm rolling in outside reflected how he felt on the inside and he couldn’t help but wonder if he was losing his mind by bringing her here.
    When had he become so morbid and self-obsessed?
    He couldn’t reassign her without any just cause. It would damage her reputation and he wouldn’t do that to Erica.
    No, instead he’d force her to ask for a reassignment on her own terms.
    Though he didn’t want to do it, he was going to make Erica’s life here in Okinawa hard so that she’d put in for the first transfer to San Diego and he could forget about her.
    Once and for all.

CHAPTER TWO
    “Y OU’VE BEEN HERE a week and you’ve been getting some seriously crummy shifts.”
    Erica glanced up from her charting at Bunny Hamasaki, a nurse and translator for the hospital. A lot of the residents of Ginowan knew English, but some of the older residents didn’t. Bunny was middle-aged, born and bred on Okinawa. Her father was a Marine and her mother a daughter of a fisherman.
    She’d been born at the old hospital down the road and seemed to know everyone and everything about everyone.
    “I could say the same for you,” Erica remarked.
    Bunny snorted. “I’m used to these shifts. This time of night is when I’m needed the most. Plus I can avoid my husband’s snoring and bad breath, working the night shift.”
    Erica chuckled and turned back to her charting.
    Bunny reminded her of her scrub nurse, bunkmate and best friend Regina. Truth be told, she was a wee bit homesick for the
Hope
and for her friends.
    This is what you wanted. You’ll make captain faster this way.
    And that was what really mattered—proving herself.
    “I don’t think I’m getting crummy shifts.”
    Bunny snorted again. “Commander, with all due respect, you’re getting played with.”
    Bunny moved away from the nursing station to check on a patient and, as Erica glanced around the recovery room, she had to agree.
    Since her arrival a week ago all she’d been getting was night shifts.
    Which seriously sucked, because by the time she’d clocked out she was too exhausted to explore, socialize or make friends in Okinawa. Then again, she was here to work, not to make friends. After her shift, she’d return to her housing on base and collapse.
    Maybe she’d unpack. Though she didn’t usually do that until she’d been on-site for at least a month.
    No. She’d probably just crash and sleep the day away. Except for the first day she’d arrived and met with Dr. Wilder, she hadn’t seen Okinawa in the daylight.
    He’s putting you through your