Brick

She took a part of him with her . . . a part he’d kill to protect.

He’d sunk deep.
After three tours in Afghanistan, Brick is searching for stability. He thought he’d found it one random night in Fargo. The sexy blond brewed with trouble, but he fell for her hard and fast.
Faster than a bullet. Faster than a missile. Faster than anything he could handle.
Until he wakes up to find his bed bare. All searches for the woman come up empty. She might have given him a false name, but she made a damn imprint on his heart.