Rafe Buchanan – 6’3’’. Hard muscle. Marine MP. My brother’s best friend. And the guy who took my innocence five years ago! Also the guy who gave me the most precious gift ever – my daughter ( well, our daughter I should be saying ). Did I tell you he kinda left me, asking me to move on?

So, that’s what I did. I moved on to study further, to raise my child and to work with the Marines. Everything is going great until… Rafe shows up at my clinic. He’s seeking a cure for PTSD, and I’m his counselor. It’s totally f*ck*d up, right? 

Once again, our attraction is instant, the chemistry undeniable and don’t even get me started how good he is in bed. I want him so bad, but can’t let him know about our daughter. There’s no way our relationship could work. They say war is hell, but isn’t love a torture!