Hour of Need (Scarlet Falls #1)(99)



“After I pay Freddie his twenty thousand?”

“I already requested the funds from my bank. I assume he wants cash.”

“Good assumption.” Grant smiled at his sister. “We can split the bill.”

“Nah. I got this one.” Hannah shook her head. “Do you have any plans after the payoff?”

“I don’t know. I have a lot of options.” And as soon as he got written verification from Lieutenant Colonel Tucker that his discharge was in process, he wanted to talk with Ellie about some of those options. Grant’s grief was still tender, but for the first time since he’d received news of his brother’s death, he didn’t feel hopeless.

Lieutenant Colonel Tucker’s words were still ringing in his head. Grant, you’ve given your country thirteen years of your life. This operation is winding down over here. Go. Have a life. Enjoy a little of what you’ve been protecting all these years. You’ve served with honor, but you’re needed elsewhere now.



Two days later

Ellie shoved her goggles onto her forehead and lifted the kitchen cabinet she’d just ripped off the wall. She half dragged, half carried it out the front door, past the flower bed and tiny shoots of daffodils poking out of the soil, past the greening lawn, to the curb. The air still held a sharp bite, but spring was finally coming. There would still be some cold, nasty days, but new life was on its way.

“Can I help you with that?” Grant pulled into the driveway.

Her heart thumped as he got out of the minivan. She couldn’t believe how much she’d missed him in the last two days. It would hurt when he had to leave for good. “How are the kids?”

“Quarters at Mac’s place are tight.” Grant walked closer. He picked up the cabinet and tossed it into the Dumpster effortlessly. “But Hannah goes back to work after the funeral on Wednesday, and Mac is leaving for South America in a couple of weeks. The three of us will fit there just fine for a while, and AnnaBelle loves the woods. She’s brought me enough sticks to build a tree house.”

“The funeral will be small?”

“Just family and closer friends. You’ll come?” Grief shone raw in his eyes.

Her heart ached for him. He hadn’t had a chance to mourn his loss. “Of course.”

“What will happen to the house?” She nodded at the burned-out shell of Lee and Kate’s home.

“It’s not salvageable.”

He hadn’t shaved, and her fingers itched to touch the sexy rasp of his beard. She restrained herself. The moments they’d shared had been stolen. There would be no more of them. “That’s a shame.”

“It is, but this way the kids will get to start fresh. Once the lot is cleared, I’ll put it up for sale. There are too many dark memories here for Carson.”

She’d miss the children, too. Ellie swallowed the grief in her throat to get her next question out. “When do you leave?”

“I don’t.” Grant stopped in front of her. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips.

Shock kept her from kissing him back. “What?”

“I’m not going back. I’m leaving the military.”

“I don’t understand. I thought the army was your life.”

Grant brushed his fingers over her cheek. A tiny piece of wallboard floated to the ground. “Mac said something to me the other day that made me think. I’ve been living my father’s dream, not mine. I don’t want to be away. I want to watch Carson and Faith grow up. I want to be there for them the way Lee was always there for the family. I want to make sure my father is taken care of the best that I can.” He took Ellie’s hand. “I want to get to know you better. I’m not sure what is developing between us, but I don’t want to walk away from it. I’ve left good things behind in the past. I’m done with that.”

Ellie couldn’t believe what she was hearing. He was staying. Her heart fluttered with possibility. “Do you have to give up your career? Can’t you try to get stationed in New York? Or go to reserve status?”

“I could, but I don’t want to. If I stay in the military, even as a reservist, there’s always that chance I’ll be called up.” He took both her hands in his. “IEDs. Suicide bombers. Snipers. The risks are always there, even if I see far less combat now than I did when I was a lieutenant or a captain. Carson and Faith already lost both their parents. I can’t control the future, but I can do my best to stay alive for them. They deserve stability.”

“What will you do?”

“I don’t know. I haven’t made any decisions. I have some savings. I’ve been banking most of my pay for years. There’s the life insurance. I really enjoyed demolishing your kitchen. I’d like to help you renovate it. Gutting rooms and building something new sounds appealing right now.”

Joy swelled in Ellie’s chest. Her eyes filled with tears. “I was all ready to say good-bye.”

Grant wiped a drop from her cheek with a thumb. “So it’s OK with you that I’m staying?”

His words finally sank in. He wasn’t going to Afghanistan or Texas or anywhere else. Ellie flung her arms around his neck.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” He kissed her. “Tell me there’s still something to demolish in there.”

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