Dr. Bond Bergstrom fights to save the life of a man shot near the lakeside path where he jogs. Later, when the hospital where Bond works as chief of surgery learns the shooter attempted to kill him also, the board insists on assigning security protection to him 24/7 until the killer is caught.<br><br>Bond is furious with the decision. Former Navy SEALs, he argues, can protect themselves better than anyone in the world. Not so, counters former Delta Force operative Rory O’Shea. He’s the hot, sexy Irish-American who owns the agency providing the hospital’s routine security.<br><br>Bond grudgingly gives in, unaware that O’Shea has an ulterior motive in assigning himself to spend nights with the doctor as his personal bodyguard. Will O’Shea prove he has what it takes to satisfy Bond -- both in and out of the bedroom?

Amen to Love

“Some would say we were insane to work in counter-terrorism.”


“But we know we weren’t and aren’t. We had a heightened sense of patriotism plus training that created a sense of invulnerability maybe, but what we did and accomplished made sense. We were there to save lives, even if it meant killing in a firefight those who’d kill us first. And counter-terrorism wasn’t all we did.”


Bond said, “A SEAL team was at the Boston Marathon in an attempt to prevent what turned out to be two bombings. They assisted the wounded, but we’ve also taught natives in Africa how to have a fresh water supply.


“You risked your life throwing your body over Milton Friedemeyer…just as you’d done to save a hostage’s life when I rescued you and your team in Kabul. That was a good thing, right? It didn’t turn out for him as you’d hoped, but it might’ve made the difference for him.”


Chapter 38