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Chapter One

“Are all Marines this lazy in the ?”

The amused male voice in Brady Finn’s ear sounded familiar, but he didn’t have a chance to wonder why or respond to the question As soon as he tried to an to throb so violently it felt like it was preparing to rip itself off his body He almost wished it would “Oh God”

He lowered his ared his pal his brain to function and the tips of his hair to stop hurting Why the hell did his hair hurt?

The pub He’d been at the pub He’d had a drink and played a ga to his renovation plans for the bar and trying not to think about where he was going to go now that he’d left Owen and Jereuest roo up to talk and buying hi

Rum He remembered the rum

Now every cell in his body was rebelling against hie bed with no ot halfway through the second bottle

The body beside hiht that last stateht Shit

Brady carefully squinted against the brightness of the bedroolea white teeth fra a ine He would know that mouth anywhere

It belonged to Kenneth Tanaka

Maybe he was still asleep The pain was rehtmares, but the scenes that haunted hi up beside a man he’d lusted after for months That was a completely different type of torture

It couldn’t be Tanaka Brady hadn’t seen the te computer hacker in nearly five weeks Not since Stephen’s wedding reception He’d had a little to drink that night too, but he remembered every second of their last encounter, and the vow he’dnot to finish what he’d started with the kinky bastard No matter how much he wanted to

The soft laugh sounded like loud, angry bells to his sensitive ears “You’re not looking so good, Finn Rough night?”

It was him Son of a bitch

“Water,” Brady rasped, his throat raw and dry and his need to delay a -after conversation paramount in his mind “I need water”