Captain Henry Tourmaline, caught in the warmth of green eyes and the surprising offer of kindness, swallowed roughly and tried not to melt. A task he found more difficult than it should’ve been. Theodore Burnett had beautiful eyes. They were the kind of green that only came when summer advanced, and they reminded Henry of home. This made it much harder not to lose himself in them. Henry missed home. So much.
But he couldn’t go back. Not yet. There were things he needed to do, and if he didn’t get them taken care of, he’d only make his family worry. Well, make them worry more.
He hadn’t been home for too many years now, and no matter how badly he wished to be in his mother’s embrace and hear his father’s kind reassuring voice and listen to all the news he’d missed with his brothers and si
