Off Limits Protector Next Door

Who hooks up with their best friend's brother—twice—and ends up pregnant? This girl.

Who flies across the world, crashes his classified op, and drops the baby bomb mid-mission? Yeah… also me.

Mark Donnell is ex-military, emotionally locked down, and so hot it's practically a health hazard. He's also OFF. LIMITS.

Now he's playing bodyguard in my shoebox apartment—shirtless, brooding, and impossible to ignore.

I'm cleaning my gun collection for stress relief.
He's watching me like he wants to devour me.
We're one sarcastic comment away from jumping each other—or drawing weapons.

Totally fine.

I don't need saving—I can take care of my damn self.

Except I'm falling.
I wasn't prepared for what it would feel like to be seen, protected, and wanted.

Every time he checks the ultrasound pic.
Every time his hand drifts to my belly like he can't help himself.

Just when I start to believe he might actually stay—he's gone. Again.

He says it's to protect us.
He says he'll come home.

I'm terrified it's goodbye.