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coming from you.” Abbott called herself a pragmatist, yet Mari had always thought it bordered on pessimism. And it was weird that her practical friend had this fascination for horoscopes, as in she believed how the planets aligned ruled human emotions. More importantly she was a brilliant designer and an even better friend.
    If only she could believe Abbott. That it would get better. But she’d been through two months of chaos and confusion, and while she wasn’t one to feel sorry for herself, her perfectly ordered life was in the garbage. For the first time, she didn’t have a plan, other than trying to get the house finished without ending up bankrupt.
    The no security thing was a big deal for her. While her business was doing well, her stash of savings had dwindled quickly, thanks to her time-money-suck of a house.
    It was a shame she’d royally screwed things up with the Marine. He was so caring. Guys normally didn’t do what he’d done for her in the grocery store. But there was also pain in his eyes, and it wasn’t due to the headaches he said he suffered from. Over the past few weeks, she’d noticed through her nonstalking observance of him that he pretty much kept to himself. If she wasn’t such an idiot, they maybe could have at least been friends.
    With benefits .
    Stop it .
    Well. Truth. No man had affected her physically like he did. She wasn’t into casual sex, but he made her think all kinds of naughty things.
    Really. Naughty. Things.

3
    â€œCO WANTS TO see you in his office.” Ben Peterson, one of the other instructors, popped his head into the classroom.
    â€œWhat kind of mood is he in?” Brody asked, though he knew the answer.
    Peterson rolled his eyes. “Let’s say I may need a new ass by the time this assignment is over. I just got chewed out for failing to enlist my fellow blah, blah blah. He starts talking and I don’t even hear what he’s saying after the fifth or six word. Good luck.”
    Brody chuckled and then winced. He’d been grading tests and his head hurt. The last thing he needed was the CO on his back. He gathered his laptop and his phone and stuck everything in his pack. Might as well get it over with, and then he’d go for a run. Get rid of the tension of the day. His Boots weren’t absorbing the test material like they should. The test scores were low. Somehow the CO saw that as his fault and not the problem of the undisciplined grunts under his command. The ones who spent a lot of time thinking they were on some sort of vacation rather than studying. Not that he had been much different when he was a grunt, but he’d quickly learned if you wanted to make it in the pilot or navigation programs, you had to be dedicated.
    He rubbed the back of his neck as he strode through the long corridors. Seemed like the harder he tried with this job, the worse things were. Some days he wondered if he should just go ahead and get cleared for active duty again. Maybe he wasn’t suited to be an instructor.
    But first he had to lose the headaches. They were a distraction that interfered with his flying. He couldn’t protect people if he had a blinding migraine.
    He partly blamed Mari’s proposal for the tension today. He’d been thinking about her a little too much. That sweet smile of hers and her ability to make such a great meal on a hot plate were turn-ons. The rockin’ bod and beautiful eyes didn’t hurt, either.
    His body tensed.
    Mind out of the gutter.
    He had a new rule. One he’d added to his code in the middle of the night when he couldn’t sleep. No more attachments. Ever. Life was easier like that. Mari deserved the kind of man who could cherish and protect her. A man who could make that lifetime commitment and wanted the white picket fence.
    That man is not me . Maybe he had a little of his father in him after all, because when it came to women, Brody couldn’t see