Special Forces & Brotherhood Protectors Series Book 6
Honor comes in all sizes.
Shayna Morgan has been a little bit of everything in her life—a daughter, a niece, a sailor, an investigator, and homeless. Nerve damage has left her with only partial feeling on her right side, and pain threatened to cripple her. Family pulled her home from where she slept in her car outside of DC, but it was the men and women of the Brotherhood Protectors who inspired her and gave her a purpose. She may not be able to fire a gun with any accuracy, but her new project fulfills her in so many other ways—helping other female vets just like her. It’s all hard, honest work and good sweat until a shadowy threat takes aim at her ranch.
Purpose comes in all shapes.
Fergus “Oddjob” Roper went into the Air Force at 18, before making a lateral move to the Navy, and then left the SEALs when he was 33. After 15 years of service, two wars, multiple deployments and 3 degrees, he’s looking for his next mission. After a year in Texas working with a horse trainer specializing in equine support animals, he’s heading to Montana to visit with old friends. He came for the beer, and stayed for the women…one woman in particular. Oddjob doesn’t mind mucking stalls, or helping out on the project—but what he wants is to shield the woman who saved his life, even if she doesn’t know it.
Danger doesn’t always take a direct approach, but Oddjob plans to have Shayna’s back as she gets ready to tangle with a whole new kind of enemy.
* This book includes special appearances by Hank, Swede and Bear from the Brotherhood Protectors Series
Shayna has a dream, a facility to help female Veterans make their way back to whatever their version of normal will be. Thanks to a generous benefactor she has the property and backing to make it a reality. As she works on the renovations to the ranch property, incidents have her seeking aid from Hank Patterson and his Brotherhood Protectors.
Fergus ‘Oddjob’ Roper is the man set to the job of protecting her, and he embraces the task by also helping with her horses. As they take a walking tour of the property things take off with a literal bang!
Gotta love those explosions, they bring people together pretty darn quick.
However, the puzzle only gets more complicated as clues to the identity of the culprit fail to show up.
This is a favorite scene as they wait for Hank’s crew to clear the house, just in case.
“Is it bad enough I should get a medic to look at you?” He’d told Hank to bring one, but she hadn’t been interested earlier.
“No, it’s not that bad—I’m just that weak.” She sat forward and accepted the water glass, then took the pills two at a time and washed them down with a drink.
“Pain is just weakness leaving the body—which makes you the least weak person I know.” Her pallor on the other hand served as a stark reminder that she wasn’t in good shape.
“Fair point,” she said, cracking another wan smile. “I do okay most days—but as evidenced by the cabin, I’m not up for full on field work.”
“Well, we’ll let it slide. Mission ops didn’t include possible explosions in the briefing.” He parked himself on the sofa next to her rather than hover. “Hungry?”
“No,” she said, draining the glass of water and he took it before she had to lean forward to set it on the table. “I should eat, but I am not remotely hungry.”
“MRE? Ramen? Peanut butter and jelly sandwich?” Those were the first three things that came to mind and they were all in his pantry.
“MRE?” Suddenly those dark eyes were focused on him.
“Don’t judge. I actually like the damn things. So I pick up a few when I get a chance. They also serve in a pinch when I need to eat and don’t feel like fast food or cooking.”
“Cause fast food and cooking are the only two options.” The humor brought a touch of color back to her cheeks.
“Possibly.” He studied the scars he could see. “Are you judging me?”
“Yes,” she said with a nod. “I absolutely am. MREs. Blegh.”
“Well, I’ll have to live with the insult…except I did offer to fix something for you personally.”
Teasing her was fun, and Oddjob liked the way life seemed to return to her expression. Maybe he should insist on the doctor anyway. Playing it her way was respectful, but the force of the detonation had hit them and he had taken her down in an effort to absorb most of it himself.
Had he hurt her more than if he hadn’t?
“True—and I’m sure it would be a gourmet PB&J.”
The bark of laughter escaped him and he grinned. “Damn straight, Marine.”
Her smile vanished, and she relaxed back against the sofa—or at least she mimicked relaxing. The way she held her right hand suggested it was still hurting, but she’d already begun to massage the palm with her left hand, using her good hand to loosen the fingers on the bad. What the fuck had happened to her? He had pieces, but not the whole story.
Long, Heather. Shielding Shayna: Brotherhood Protectors World (Special Forces & Brotherhood Protectors Series Book 6) (Kindle Locations 393-414). Twisted Page Press, LLC. Kindle Edition.
I did a lot of chuckling over Oddjob liking MREs. Almost as much as Shayna.
Oddjob has another reason for being her protection, but he didn’t plan on falling for her. His humor and straightforward attitude help Shayna with her own recovery.
I loved the slow build up of the relationship and the suspense surrounding the mysterious incidents.
Sexy, witty, and a twist I didn’t see coming.
Definitely a must read!
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USA Today bestselling author, Heather Long, likes long walks in the park, science fiction, superheroes, Marines, and men who aren’t douche bags. Her books are filled with heroes and heroines tangled in romance as hot as Texas in the summertime.
From paranormal historical westerns to contemporary military romance, Heather might switch genres, but one thing is true in all of her stories–her characters drive the books.
When she’s not wrangling her menagerie of animals, she devotes her time to family and friends she considers family. She believes if you like your heroes so real you could lick the grit off their chest, and your heroines so likable, you’re sure you’ve been friends with women just like them, you’ll enjoy her worlds as much as she does.