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you, and I think you'll make someone a great husband. But—"
    He
raised his hand. "Sweetheart, even if you don't say yes right
now...please, don't say no until I have had the chance to prove to you I'm
serious."
    Delaney's
cell phone rang, giving her the excuse she needed to avoid an immediate answer.
She glanced down. "It's my CO. I have to take this."
    Reaper
nodded, waiting patiently, his smile in place, happy and ready to face a future
with Delaney.
    Delaney
hit the talk button. "O'Connell." She listened, nodding though the
speaker couldn't see her. At last, she spoke. "Yes, sir. Zero-five-thirty
in the morning. I'll be there ready to punch out. You too, sir." She hit
the end button and stared across at Tuck and then down at Reaper. "I'm
moving out in the morning."
    "What?"
Reaper rose to his feet. "You can't leave. Not yet. You haven't answered
my question. What about us?"
    "It'll
have to wait," she said. "Duty calls."
    Reaper
gathered Delaney's hands in his. "You can't leave me like this. I need to
know."
    With
relief making his muscles a bit jittery, Tuck stepped up beside his friend. "Save
the heartache, Reaper. She's not interested in a relationship."
    Delaney's
brows puckered, her gaze narrowing. She squeezed Cory's hands and smiled. "I'll
tell you what, Cory, let me think about it. When I get back from deployment, if
you still feel the same, I'll give you an answer. Right now, I need to go."
    "Fair
enough. " He jumped to his feet. "I can drop you at your townhouse."
    "That's
okay. I drove myself. You guys don't have to leave. Stay, have a drink for me.
I'll let you know my answer when I see you again."
    "Wait."
He snagged her hand, stopping her from making a quick escape. With a gentle
smile, he brushed the hair from her cheek. "Won't you at least give me a
kiss goodbye?"
    Irritation
shot through Tuck. "Reaper, she's not—"
    Delaney
shot a stony glance at Tuck, leaned up on her toes, and brushed a kiss across
Reaper's lips.
    A
cheer went up from the men standing around them.
    Tuck
balled his fists, his back teeth grinding together as Delaney dodged past him
without saying a word and ran from the club into the night. He stood for a
moment wondering what had just happened. When it hit him, he groaned. His best
friend had just asked the girl he'd slept with the night before to marry him.
And she hadn't said no. Not only had she not declined the proposal, she'd
kissed Reaper in front of their team.
    What
the fuck? Why didn't she tell him no? She'd told Tuck she wasn't interested in
a long-term relationship. For most, his parents excluded, marriage meant a
lifetime commitment. Until death and all that. "I gotta go," Tuck
said.
    "Now
where are you going? The woman I love just ran out on me. I could use a
designated driver to get me home safely."
    Tuck
grabbed Big Bird. "Make sure Reaper gets back to base all right, will ya?"
    Big
Bird draped a ham hock of an arm over Reaper's shoulders. "Yes, sir."
    "Sober."
Tuck jabbed a finger in Big Bird's solid wall of a muscular chest. "You're
to drive sober."
    "No
shit, LT. I got this."
    "I
might as well leave," Reaper said. "Now that O'Connell's gone, I
don't feel much like partying."
    "Then
stay to humor Big Bird. He's got to practice the two-step O'Connell taught him."
    Reaper
glared at Tuck. "I'm not dancin' with him."
    "No,
but you can find a girl that will. Use that surfer boy charm of yours."
    "I
don't surf."
    "You
know that, and I know that, but they don't." He nodded toward the women
seated in groups around the club. "When you tell these girls you're from
San Diego, they'll be impressed and might take pity on Big Bird for you. Help
out the poor guy. I'm out of here."
    "Traitor."
Reaper turned away. "Go on. You need your beauty sleep and Big Bird needs
a girl. I'll get him one, then I'm right behind you."
    Tuck
walked to the exit and, once outside, sprinted to his truck. Too late to stop
Delaney, because the taillights of her Jeep disappeared around the corner at
the end