EVAN.
I want to kiss my wife.
I want to pull her into my arms and taste her mouth.
Feel the smooth texture of her skin beneath my hands.
To finally experience the memories that kept me alive for three, long, hellish, frustrating and devastating years.
TATUM.
I want not to have been lied to.
To not have buried the last remaining person who mattered to be.
I want to not have left devastated and broken.
So I guess we're both going to be disappointed.
Subject: Evan Huntley, Special Ops
Status: Believed to have been killed in action…until now.
Three years is a long time. Long enough for Tatum Huntley to leave heartbreak behind for the idyllic town of Sweetheart, South Carolina. Long enough to start over. Yet not long enough to forget the devastation left behind when he died. Her husband. The man whose touch haunts her … And the man who just walked back into her life.
