Course of Action: Crossfire. Lindsay McKenna

he had about her. About them as a couple. About a serious forever relationship with him.

      Cait slowly moved off the bed, trying not to disturb his wounded leg beneath the tent. She released her ponytail, smoothing the strands and then pulled her shirt back into place over her hips. “You’re in pain, aren’t you?”

      Dan grinned sourly. Hell, yeah, he was in pain. But Cait couldn’t see where he really hurt. “A little,” he lied.

      “You’re looking pale,” she said worriedly.

      “I’m damn well not using more of that morphine, Cait.” He gestured to the Monopoly game. “Do you feel like playing? Or maybe you’d like to go home?”

      She cleared her throat and whispered, “Can I take a rain check on the game, Dan? I feel so exhausted now.”

      Of course she did. He gazed tenderly at her. “Get out of here. I’ll see you tomorrow sometime, okay? And, yes, we’ll reschedule the game and I’ll beat your pants off another time.” He grinned wickedly, and Cait responded positively, a slight pinkness tingeing her previously wan cheeks. Her lips curved ruefully and she managed a slight smile in return.

      “I owe you, Dan...”

      And how he wanted to collect on that debt. What would Cait say if he told her the truth: that he wanted a chance to have a serious, ongoing relationship with her? That he’d always loved her? That he wanted a chance to explore what they had with one another?