The day Captain Sorensen pulled him out of an Afghan barn should have been the start of Patsy Good’s new life. Little did he know there might be things far worse than physical torture. In his case, coping with the aftermath of war meant finding the bottom of a whiskey bottle every night. Thank God the captain stepped in when he saw him struggling. Candy took charge, cleaned him up, dusted him off, and saw to it that Patsy got counseling. When he was ready, the captain offered him a job with the FBI and surrounded him with men he already trusted. He gave the Irishman a family, but more importantly, a life worth living again.

Before his mom got sick, Weston Chaudry lived a charmed life. He had a great job, an even better apartment, and he dated smart men. When she became too ill to live alone, he gave up the men, the apartment, and finally quit the job he loved to take care of her. The money ran out right around the time she breathed her last. The house went into foreclosure, and he moved into his car. Living on the street wasn’t something he’d aspired to, but looking back at the comfort he’d been able to give his mom in her last days, made everything tolerable.

When Wes was shot during a convenience store robbery, some people might say his meeting with Patsy was fate, others would say they were star-crossed. Wes couldn’t deny a certain fascination with his rescuer, and Patsy found himself daydreaming about the big bear of a man. When they witnessed a horrific assault, they weren’t prepared to become the target of mob hitmen. Patsy had been in danger many times, but he’d never imagined himself in the role of protector. And Wes? He was beginning to believe his luck was about to change.

Nothing could have prepared them for finding love in the most astonishing way.