SUNDAY. BAKHTIARI POLICE STATION, ERBIL, KURDISTAN.
ERIN WATCHED RILEY'S FACE. The muscles in his cheeks, around his mouth and eyes, were tight. The difference was in his eyes. The smile didn't linger. There was no good humor. He couldn't f*****g look at her.
He'd felt something for her, even if it was just lust. But now he was scared and running.
She was beginning to remember why she didn't date. Why it was better to be alone. After getting out of the army her tastes ran in one direction-to guys like Riley. And they were all a little battered. She got that. Her pieces didn't fit quite right, but she made it work. Maybe Riley wasn't there yet. It wasn't her problem if he couldn't figure his s**t out.
And here she'd wanted to invite him to Miami for a long weekend. f**k that. He was doi
