Page 1 of The Marshal


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CHAPTER ONE

JAKE

Trina and Marshal’s wedding

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“I’ll say this onlyonce.Stay away from my sister.”Cole grinds out the words as I stare between him and him and Caylee.

My ex.

The beautiful woman I regret letting go.

“I can’t promise that.”I shake my head.

Cole already has a problem with me, but finding out that I amthe guywho was dating his sister is going to add another level of complexity.Meaning the chances of him punching me have gone up by about another thirty percent.

Great.

Cole, a former Army Ranger, is one of my new colleagues at Black Hawke Security.He wasthrilledto learn we would be working together after I stepped in as a Deputy US Marshal a few weeks ago to clean up a dangerous situation with a North Korean spy.

An operation he was leading.

Until I arrived.

His partner, Scarlett, had been taken by the criminals and gone into labor.When I arrived, he was like a wild boar, ready to kill anyone who got near her.

Which was bad enough.

But I wasn’t letting anyone in or out until we had secured the foreign threat, which posed an existential threat to national security.

Fast forward a few hours, and their daughter was born.

Fast forward a few weeks, and I’m still the enemy.Worse, I’m now the guy who dated his sister, and it didn’t end well.

It doesn’t help that I can’t take my eyes off Caylee, who looks absolutely stunning in her figure-hugging dress.No, edible...and trust me, I know exactly how she tastes.

Like ambrosia.

And have her breasts got bigger?

Goddamn.

“You look...incredible.”I say, and her cheeks heat.

Cole’s huge body moves, and I recognize the threat.My eyes drift to his slowly to let him know I’m not someone who is going to run away.

I’m a little bigger than him in every way; height, weight and width.

Scarlett, whom I recognize, places a hand on his arm, stilling him.

Good dog.

I’m smart enough not to say that out loud.

The truth is, I respect all these guys.I was happy in my role as a Deputy US Marshal, but Josh Hawke and Aidan Black, the co-owners of BHS, coerced me into working for them.

“I heard you worked with NCMEC for a time?”Josh asked when he invited me out for a beer one night.