Mason yanked the connecting door open and stalked into his room, Hannah haunting his every step.
"We can go home. No one would know we even left." Her voice was strained, and his mind filled in the pinched, anxious cast of her features. It was the same way she'd stared at him for the last hour of the flight.
Was it seriously news to her that her old man was completely unhinged when it came to his daughter? Stevens wasn't a bad commanding officer, though his official title was Director of Operations, or some other corporate-sounding bullshit. All the guys knew that in their rank of command, the only two people who could overrule Stevens were the Admiral and Mama Dean, who ran their medical needs. No one crossed the retired surgeon, not even the Admiral, and Mama Dean didn't interfere unti
