A Soldier's Promise
WHEN A PROMISE BECOMES A TEMPTATION…Look after his best friend’s widow and kids. It was a promise Levi Talbot was determined to keep. But returning to Whispering Pines, New Mexico, where he was once known as the local troublemaker, wasn't easy for the former soldier. Especially when gorgeous Valerie Lopez really wants nothing to do with him…and Levi can't get her out of his head!Val knows she needs Levi's help – her house is in chaos and she's juggling two young kids with a fledgling business. So she lets him take over the repairs – but there's no way she's letting Levi make himself at home! Since her husband's death, Val has kept her heart locked away…but what if the handsome veteran-next-door is the key to her future?
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I could be yours.
Right. As if heâd ever in a million years be able to compete with the guy sheâd just said sheâd love forever. Besides, all his friend had wanted was for Levi to make sure Val was okay. He sincerely doubted falling for the woman had been part of his best friendâs plan.
Then again â¦
Maybe it was time to set aside his loyalty to a dead man for a shot at something far bigger. Maybe, just maybe, this was his chance to be everything to Val, to her girls, that he couldnât have been before. Yes, it had to be her choice to move forward or not. But how could she make that choice if he didnât give her the option? And if the odds were stacked against him ⦠tough.
Wouldnât be the first time.
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Wed in the West: New Mexicoâs the perfect place to finally find true love!
KAREN TEMPLETON is a recent inductee into the Romance Writers of America Hall of Fame. A three-time RITA>® Award-winning author, she has written more than thirty novels for Mills & Boon and lives in New Mexico with two hideously spoiled cats. She has raised five sons and lived to tell the tale, and could not live without dark chocolate, mascara and Netflix.
To my oldest son, Christopher
Whose own service continues to bless. Semper Fi, dude.
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Sweat streamed down Levi Talbotâs back as he sat in his pickup across the street, watching Valerie Lopez paint the window trim of a house he hadnât set foot in for... Damn. Ten years, at least.
She was even skinnier than he remembered, sharp shoulder blades shifting, bunching over the scoop of a white tank top that teased the waistband of her low-rise jeans. Her pale hair was still long, wadded on top of her head, pieces sticking out every which way. In a nearby play yard a dark-haired baby sat gnawing on a plastic toy, while her older sister lay on her belly on the mottled floorboards, quietly singing as she scribbled, bare feet swinging to and fro. Then the little girl shoved to her knees, thrusting the open coloring book toward her mother.
âMama! I gave her hair like mine! See?â
Levi saw Val glance over, her smile gentle as she bent to get a better look. Chuckling softly, she fingered the girlâs deep brown curls.
âA huge improvement, Iâd say,â she said. The child giggled, making Val smile even bigger, and Levi flinched.
How the hell was he supposed to do this? Whatever this was.
And why the hell had it never occurred to him he might actually have to make good on that dumb-ass promise heâd made to Tomas when theyâd first enlisted?
A breeze lanced his damp shirt, making him shiver. Squinting in the bolt of sunlight glancing off the sharply angled tin roof, Levi frowned at the house, which seemed to frown right back at him. An uneasy cross between Victorian and log cabin, the house seemed to slump in on itself, like it was too tired to care anymore. Or had finally succumbed to its identity crisis. And slapping some paint over what was most likely rotting wood wasnât going to change that.
He could relate.
He waited for an SUV to passânot much traffic on this stretch of Main Street, the last gasp of civilization before miles of nothingâbefore getting out of his truck, his boots crunching on asphalt chewed up even worse than usual after last winterâs heavy snow. A hawk keened, annoyed, from a nearby piñon, whose branches tangled with the deep blue sky. From inside the house, a dog exploded into frenzied barking. Val and the child turned, the little girlâs gaze more curious than concerned. Her motherâs, however...
Yeah. Considering she hadnât exactly been a fan before he and Tommy had enlisted, Levi sincerely doubted that was about to change. Promise or no promise. In fact, what he saw in those blue eyes could only be described as... Well, fierce would work. Pissed off was more likely.
He stopped at the bottom step.
âLevi.â Val hauled the baby out of her little cage, tucked her against her ribs. Close-up, she seemed even smaller, probably not even coming to his shoulders. He remembered, though, how her smile could light up the whole town. Not that sheâd ever given him that smile. âHeard you were back.â
He nodded, unsure of what came next. Hating that this puny little blonde was unnerving him more than driving supply trucks along dusty mountain roads that might or might not have been booby-trapped by the Taliban.
âLast week, yeah.â
The baby grabbed hold of a hank of her motherâs hair, tried to stuff it in her mouth. The older girlâseven, he thoughtâsidled closer; Val looped her arm around the girlâs shoulders as dark eyes exactly like her fatherâs regarded Levi with that same intense gaze. Had Val ever mentioned Levi to her daughter? Had Tommy?
