Chapter 18
Aidan kicked his office door shut behind him and sat down with a thud. He had a luxurious office chair, so it easily absorbed the blow. He ran a hand through his hair and leaned back, kicking his feet up on his desk. Ever since Becca had driven away last week, he’d been restless and distracted. He was upside down and sideways inside. Despite brutal workouts every morning, he couldn’t settle down and clear his mind. His thoughts flicked back to the dark, rainy night when he’d impulsively kissed her. At the time, he’d foolishly thought he could somehow wade through the muddle of waiting for her.
His entire adult life, he’d prided himself on his ruthless control. Being a Navy SEAL had demanded it of him, and he’d embraced that demand with ease. Yet, he couldn’t have imagined how
