EPILOGUE
Cash Grantham opened his eyes, fully alert and awake. That quick snap to awareness had been baked in early and well, thanks to a childhood that had included fists and feet and daily reminders of exactly how much his existence had f****d up his mother’s life. The Army had honed that edge still more, forging the skills he’d learned to survive into weapons. But he wasn’t in the Army anymore, and he was eons away from childhood. A very tangible reminder of that fact lay sprawled in the bed beside him.
Hadley slept in a half-starfish position, turned away from him. A strip of early morning light snuck through a c***k in the curtains to highlight her gorgeously toned back and the profusion of color inked into her skin in the form of a phoenix spreading its wings across her shoulders,
