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“You haven’t slept. Do me a favor and try to close your eyes.”
He pulled his hand back, gathered up used supplies and tossed them into the garbage.
“Okay.” She bit back a yawn as he turned off the light.
He hadn’t wanted to admit just how freaked out he’d been when he saw that she’d been shot. He’d stayed calm for her benefit.
Dylan couldn’t even think about losing her, too. Where’d that come from?
Thankfully, Samantha would be all right.
“Will you come over here?” Her sweet, sleepy voice wasn’t helping with his arousal.
The room had just enough light to see big objects without being able to tell what they were. His own adrenaline was fading, leaving him fatigued.
He walked over and sat down. She took his hand. Hers was so small in comparison, so soft.
“Will you lie next to me?” she asked in that sexy sleepy voice. “Just until I fall asleep?”
Texas Takedown
Barb Han
BARB HAN lives in north Texas with her very own hero-worthy husband, three beautiful children, a spunky golden retriever/standard poodle mix and too many books in her to-read pile. In her downtime, she plays video games and spends much of her time on or around a basketball court. She loves interacting with readers and is grateful for their support. You can reach her at www.barbhan.com.
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My deepest thanks go to my editor, Allison Lyons, and agent, Jill Marsal. The chance to work with both of you is truly a gift.
There are three people in this world who always inspire me, bring me joy and laughter, and teach me to be the best person I can be. I love you, Brandon (Hook’em Horns), Jacob and Tori.
To my husband, John, because you are the best part of all of it.
Contents
Difficult didn’t begin to cover the past year for Dylan Jacobs. Not only had he discovered that he was a father, but he’d learned the mother who’d kept the baby from him was terminally ill. He’d wanted to be angry with her on both counts, but his frustration had died on the vine with every step toward the hospital where she lay losing her grip on life. And once he’d looked into his daughter’s green eyes—a perfect reflection
