
Patricia D. Eddy
The Ultimate Steamy Military Bundle
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~IN HER SIGHTS~
“Move, Inara. Or your boyfriend here pays the price.”
I step out from between the train cars, and a set of bright lights comes on, blinding me. Still, I advance four paces, then freeze with my hands at my sides.
“Weapons. All of them. And the earbud.” Coop knows what I usually carry. The pistol strapped to my thigh. The knife lying against my calf. The backup piece in a holster on my left ankle. He orders me to lift up my shirt, and I hope to all that’s holy that he’ll stop at the bottom of my bra. At that point, I might be able to keep the blades. “Now turn around in a circle. Slowly.”
“I’m not your goddamned trained monkey. Let Royce go. I’m here. Unarmed.” Still, I spin slowly until I’m facing the harsh lights again.
“Start walking. I’ll tell you when to stop.”
Unable to see where I’m going, cut off from my team, I take slow, careful steps. Until fifty feet away, the edges of another train car start to coalesce. A fainter light shines from inside, and I speed up as I think I can make out Royce’s silhouette.
When I’m sure it’s him—damn, he’s half hanging by his arms now—I start to run, just as three pops sound from the west side of the rail yard. I can’t stop. There’s no cover between me and the car Royce is in, and I have to get him out of there.
“I thought you’d like to know, Inara,” Coop rasps over the call. “Ryker’s down.”
“You motherfucking piece of shit,” I yell as I leap into the train car. Royce shakes his head wildly, and I know why—a second too late. My foot catches on a tripwire I couldn’t see with the lights blinding me, and I go down, hard. On a metal plate that clicks. “Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I scream as the rail car doors slam shut, sealing me and Royce inside.
“That’s right, sweetheart. You just activated the bomb. Open the doors, it’ll go off. Move, it’ll go off. Oh, and in case you’re counting on Sampson rescuing you—” Four more shots, rapid fire, “—I’ve got him pinned. And you have four minutes…well, more like three minutes and fifty seconds left to live.”
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~BREAKING HIS CODE~
I brush a kiss to her bare shoulder. “I’m falling for you, angel. Might be halfway to loving you.”
She stirs at my whisper, but settles again without opening her eyes. With the hours she’s been working lately, she needs the sleep, so I grab my pillow and settle on the floor next to the bed. I’ve half a mind to sleep on the couch, but the less comfortable I am, the less likely I am to have nightmares. Survivor’s guilt, my therapist says.
One quick stretch to flick off the lamp, and darkness blankets the room, broken only by the single shaft of moonlight illuminating my angel.
WAVES OF PAIN race up my legs, my ankle shattering as I fall through the floor to the hard-packed dirt below. I grunt, ignoring the agony. If you can’t hoof it a mile on a broken leg, you’re not cut out to be a SEAL. At least that’s what my CO always said.
Something rattles next to me, and I’m instantly on alert, coming to a crouch, only then realizing I’m naked. In my bedroom. Prepared to defend myself against the nightstand.
“West?” Cam’s sleepy voice penetrates the thick smoke that threatens to choke me. “Where are—?“
Shaking my head, I clear the last vestiges of the nightmare. Smitty isn’t really dead two feet away, the room isn’t burning around me, and the primary scent in the room isn’t blood, but
Cam. My ass hits the floor, and when my head slams into the nightstand, the lamp rattles.
“Down here.”
Sheets rustle, followed by a muffled curse, and then she’s looking down at me, her mussed curls tangled around her face.
“Are you sleeping on the floor?”
Thick strands of carpet dig into my knees as I stretch to flip on the light. “Yeah.” The lump in my throat strangles my reply, and I clear my throat. “Just...easier.”
“Easier?” Her voice lowers, her slight accent thickens. With a groan, she eases herself off the bed and starts limping around for her clothes. “We don’t have to sleep together. I can go home.”
“No.” My plea sounds rougher than I intend, and she stops with her panties clutched in her hand. “I get nightmares, Cam. All the time. Hell, I haven’t had a woman in my bed overnight for two years. I didn’t want to hurt you.” I can’t look at her, but warm fingers wrap around my wrist and tug me up to the mattress.
“Look at me,” she says. “I didn’t get a solid night’s sleep for three years after the bombs.
Between the pain and the night- mares, I resembled a zombie—all the shuffling, groaning, and inability to form coherent sentences. A few more months, and I probably would have developed a taste for brains.”
After a pause, she jabs me in the arm with her elbow. “Oh, come on. That was a little funny.”
When I meet her worried gaze with a weak grin, she reaches over to cup my cheek. “I know
nightmares. The meds help with the arthritis and the nerve pain, but nothing erases the terror of being unable to move while fire eats through your protective gear. Nightmares don’t frighten me.”
She’d never explained how she’d been hurt—just “blown up trying to diffuse a bomb.” The ghosts of fear play in her eyes, and I wrap my arms around her naked body, relishing in the feel of her soft, warm curves against my chilled skin.
“I could hurt you. I’ve woken at the foot of the bed, even across the room. When I have a serious attack, I find the sheets and pillows on the floor. What if I kick you?” Barely able to manage a whisper, I grit my teeth to stop myself from shivering.
“Then you’ll have to drive me home and carry me into my condo, where you’ll wait on me hand and foot for the few hours it takes my meds to kick in.”
She’s grinning now, but I can’t help flinching, and her smile fades. “West, there are a lot of things I can’t do.” She ticks them off on her fingers. “Dancing, running, mountain climbing, snow- boarding... But I’m not fragile. I have pain. With all of the titanium, staples, and plastic in my body, I’m almost indestructible.
Trust me.”
I know she’s not a china doll. Not a broken bird who needs protecting. Doesn’t stop me from wanting to try. I nod, then snag my pillow off the floor. Once I’ve turned off the light, I stretch out on my back, as far from Cam as the king bed will allow.
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~CHAPTER ONE: ROYCE~
Someone shut off the damn microwave.
Or did I leave my car door open? My brain feels like goddamn Swiss cheese, and I don’t know where the hell I am. All I know is that fucking beeping is going to drive me insane.
And what’s with the smell? Disinfectant burns my nose, my throat’s on fire, and I’ve got a headache that won’t quit.
Turn on the lights. Why can’t I see?
Assess. Plan. Then act.
Training takes over, and I force my heart rate to slow. The beeping slows too.
I’m on my back. My eyes are closed. Conversations provide steady low-level background noise, but I can’t make out any of the words—they’re too far away.
After a deep breath, panic sets in. Rough sheets stretch across my naked body. I try to move, but my limbs are heavy, unresponsive, and even my eyelids won’t obey. Pressure tightens around my right arm above the elbow to the point of pain, then releases with a hiss.
Hospital. Tumor. Surgery.
My fragmented memories start to coalesce. In the misty recesses of my consciousness, I hear my surgeon’s voice. “We won’t know anything for sure until we go in there.”
My hand trembles as I try to make a fist, and a deep ache draws a grunt from my raw throat.
“Royce?”
Warm fingers brush my arm, and I force my eyes open.
Cam’s worried face moves in and out of focus. I need to ask her… something… but I don’t remember what. I can’t even manage to say her name. As the frustration rises, her brows furrow deeper.
“Relax, Rolls. You’re safe. I know you’re confused, but the doctor said that’s normal. Don’t try to talk or move yet, okay?” She laughs nervously. “Don’t answer that, either.”
I track her movements as she lifts a large cup from a tray and then presses a straw against my lips. “Just a couple of sips.”
The water’s lukewarm, but still feels like heaven, and when she sets the cup down again, I whisper a hoarse “thank you,” but all that comes out is a vague “oo” sound.
What the hell?
“No more talking,” she chides. “Rest. I’ll be here.”
She holds my hand, and I can’t stay awake any longer. I drift off to sleep, thankful I’m not alone.
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When I next pull myself out of the darkness and turn my head, she’s standing at the edge of a curtain, her back to me, talking to someone.
“They didn’t give you any hassle over the gunshot wound?”
A deep voice chuckles. “Ryker sent me to his surgeon. Pretty sure a chunk of cash changed hands. I’m fine, angel. No teaching for another few weeks, but I can supervise the kids.”
“I wish I could see the first class.
“I’ll tell you all about it tonight. I love you.”
The man leans in and kisses her, and I remember his face. West. Cam’s boyfriend. She introduced us—I think. My head’s still fuzzy.
She turns, and I meet her tired gaze.
“Royce.”
Shock and relief play over her features. Yet, underneath, her eyes are shadowed, her lips pale and pressed thin.
“Your color’s better.”
“Tumor?”
The word escapes as “oo-or,” and now I know I’m fucked. It’s nighttime. I went in at 7:00 a.m. The anesthetic should have worn off by now, yet I can barely move. “Aaam?”
“Shh.”
She rests her hands on my shoulders and locks her dark brown eyes on mine.
“I know you’re scared. They got all of the tumor. Totally benign. But while you were on the table, you had a stroke.”
Her eyes glisten as my breath catches in my throat.
“You’re going to be fine. Once the swelling goes down, the doc says you’ll probably make a full recovery. They gave you this new drug… it’s supposed to be a miracle worker.”
The keening in my ears… is mine.
Oh fuck. I can’t talk, can’t move, and she’s staring at me like I’m about to die. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
“Ow… aaa?”
How bad?
Now her tears fall.
“I can’t understand you, Rolls. But I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”
Cam pulls a chair close to my bed, takes my hand, and as she forces a smile, my tears spill over.
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“‘Morning, Royce.”
My doctor’s way too chipper, and I glare at him. Or try to. I can’t move my left side much at all, and I have no idea if that translates to my face as well.
“So, good news first. No cancer, and we don’t expect the tumor to regrow. Once we get you rehabbed, you should be in for a long and productive life.”
“Aaa…eeen?” And until then?
“I’m sure the aphasia is frightening, but the worst should pass in a day or two. The clot affected your left side, which also controls a lot of your speech patterns. Can you make a fist with your left hand for me?”
The doctor pulls back the blanket, and I watch my fingers twitch but not curl.
“Not bad for twenty-four hours post-stroke.”
There’s that word again. Stroke. Until this tumor, I was so healthy I hadn’t had so much as a cold in five years. How the hell could I have had a stroke?
“If you have someone at home to help you with day-to-day stuff, we can get you out of here in a week, assuming the swelling continues to go down and the drugs we gave you do their job busting up any lingering clots.”
Cam steps forward. “His brother should show up on Friday.”
She meets my glare with a shrug. “I called him once you were out of surgery.”
Helplessness leads to anger and more frustration. Then I kick myself. She’s been here for two solid days. She needs to go home. Spend time with her new guy and run Emerald City Security since I won’t be doing so for the foreseeable future. Not when I can’t even speak.
“Eee-haab?”
Doctor Grimes nods. “With where the stroke was located, you’re probably going to have balance problems for a while. The tumor caused some scarring, and seizures are still a possibility. We’re keeping you on the anti-seizure meds.”
I want to nod, but my head hurts too much, so I make a vague “uh-huh” sound and close my eyes.
Maybe if I sleep some more, when I wake up, I’ll be able to talk. Or maybe I’ll just slip away forever.
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✔️ Breaking His Code
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✔️On His Six
✔️Second Sight
✔️By Lethal Force
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✔️Call Sign: Redemption
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Patricia D. Eddy writes romance for the beautifully broken, bringing damaged heroes and heroines together to find their happily ever afters across diverse worlds. Based in Seattle, she balances her writing with home improvement projects, fueled by coffee, wine, and a love for Doctor Who.
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