CHAPTER SIXTEEN
I heard her in the kitchen, opening the dishwasher, running water.
Blowing her nose like a foghorn.
God, I adored this sweet brat.
And I’d be damned if I’d let her tell me what to do. Not how this was going to play. I didn’t survive freakin’ Afghanistan only to come home and be told by the love of my life it was time to move on. Not happening.
I gave exactly a rat’s a*s what people thought about Roxy or me. What they thought of us was none of my damned business.
“Hey you.”
Sniff. Honk.
“My timing was off I guess.”
“I don’t knooooooooooow.” Her voice trailed off on a wail, which made my heart heavy.
“Let’s leave it then. I’m in no hurry. I got all my life to wait for you, baby girl.”
“Why are you being so nice to me? I’m a terrible person.”
Sniff.
“I’m willing t
