She was it for him. The one. And he made a promise to himself right then to do whatever it took to keep her safe and make her happy.
Forever.
Epilogue
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Six days later...
“I could get used to this.” Emma laid naked in Trace’s arms.
The past week had been a whirlwind of activity. The one she and Trace had just finished, the absolute best of all.
Since coming home from Mexico, Trace had been staying with her, in her apartment. Somehow, in the middle of all the craziness, he’d made arrangements for the space to be professionally cleaned and the damage from her intruder’s bullets repaired.
Though the memories still remained, all signs of the attack that had taken place in her home had been erased.
Upon returning home, Emma had been checked over thoroughly by every kind of doctor imaginable. All at Trace’s insistence.
Much to her surprise, Sean had taken Trace’s side. She wasn’t sure what transpired between the two men while she’d been held captive. But whatever had happened, she was grateful for it.
As of last night, Jake was still in a coma. The ventilator had been removed, and he was breathing on his own, which was great news.
But he still hadn’t woken up.
Agent Ryker was still working to find the connection between Sadiq Khaled and Asad Al-Karim, but he promised to call the second he did.
“So...” Trace rolled over onto his side to face her.
“So.” Emma snuggled in close.
“I’m scheduled to start training with Charlie team in Richmond next week. And I was wondering if you’d—”
Emma’s phone began to ring, the tone specifically set for when her brother called.
“It’s Sean.” She grabbed her phone from the nightstand and tapped the screen to answer it. “Hey, Sean. What’s up?”