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mission, but he blamed himself for what happened anyway. No amount of telling him not to feel guilty would stop that.
    Mace had tried to talk to both men and failed tostop their self-blame. The team was fractured and their CO, Noah Wright, was looking for them to pull it together.
    Cael with no memory was much freer than the old Caleb, which Mace found slightly unnerving and refreshing at the same time. And Vivienne, the woman Caleb had been involved with, knew nothing. She thought Cael was still on a mission or that he’d come home and fallen for someone else.
    Mace had no idea what the hell to do about that, but figured the last thing Caleb needed was girlfriend problems right now.
    Noah had agreed. He’d given the men extended leave and had all but ordered Mace to get Cael’s memory back.
    Noah had no idea what he was asking for.
    “She can stay the night,” he said, relenting because there was no other choice at the moment.
    “At least the weekend,” Caleb said. “If we don’t touch her, we’ll be fine.”
    We’ll be fine
. Gray’s last words. Yeah, they were all really fucking fine.
    “I’ll go get her settled in,” Caleb said.
    “Just remember, I’m not running a bed-and-breakfast,” Mace muttered.
    “Right. Wouldn’t want anyone to know you’ve got a heart. I’ll keep that a deep, dark secret,” Cael said right before he left the room.
    Paige wouldn’t leave without some semblance of the truth. He’d tell her the sanitized version he’d told Caleb. And then she’d go back to her home and he’d head to the next town over, find some woman to helphim get rid of the damned hard-on he’d had since Paige walked in.
    He went outside, letting the freezing cold work its magic as he stood there in just his jeans and flannel shirt, the sleeves hiked above his elbows, hoping it would clear his brain.
    “Gray, man, you have to understand why I was such a dick to her … for her own good,” he said into the frigid wind and got a howl in return. “I’ll do better. I’ll fix it all somehow. But fuck, I wish you were still here.”
    Gray had been his sounding board, his go-to guy since they’d met in boot camp. The void in his life was indescribable—hadn’t been this bad since his mother had left him when he was ten and he’d been dragged up here, kicking and screaming.
    Amazing what a kid could get used to. He’d spent a lot of his childhood moving from town to town—and for a while state to state before his mom semi-settled in North Carolina. But he remembered a haze of drugs and booze and a pretty steady stream of assholes who’d treated his mom like crap, one-room shitty apartments and not a hell of a lot of food to eat. But it was all he’d known, until he came here to live with his grandparents. From the second he’d entered this place and met them for the first time, he’d felt a chill, which only left him when he left this house and this town. Whenever he came back here to tend bar, he found it lingered still, long after they’d both died.
    When he turned eighteen, he’d enlisted. He’d spent his entire life up until that point looking for an escape hatch every second of every day.
    When he joined the Army, that fierce need had dissipatedalmost immediately. There was a magic to the training, the orders, the command. The structure gave him exactly what he needed to free himself.
    The inherent suspicion didn’t go away as easily … or not at all. Mace found that it was better to assume everyone was guilty until they’d proven themselves otherwise.
    The Army was about obedience and discipline, two things Mace had never really taken to well. But somehow, it worked. It had been hard, but quitting had never been an option. Mace had always been a fighter and knew he had what it took to make it.
    Knew that he’d never let himself be helpless again.
    He’d simply always assumed he’d do all of that as a solitary man. That teamwork got left behind when the job was finished.
    He’d