What I Fight For: A Bad Boy Military Romance (Easy Team Book 1) by Gemma Hart | EPUB DUMPWhat I Fight For: A Bad Boy Military Romance (Easy Team Book 1) by Gemma Hart | EPUB DUMP
What I Fight For: A Bad Boy Military Romance (Easy Team Book 1) by Gemma Hart
His job was to take lives. My job was to save them.
I had just endured the worst possible humiliation any human could face: my ex-boyfriend parading around in front of me with his new, gorgeous fiancee.
Nothing could be worse.
That is until I am forcibly volunteered for a dangerous medical relief mission to a war torn country in the Middle East.
Perfect. I guess that’ll teach me to never say never.
Heartbroken, nervous, and about to embark on a crazy mission, I drown myself in liquor one night. As a doctor, I was confident I knew the exact quantity of alcohol I would need till I just couldn’t give a flying crap anymore. But it was on that night that I found myself instead, in the impossibly strong arms of a rugged stranger.
He protected me from everything that night—from drunkenly falling out of my seat to being caught in a sudden bar brawl. He teased me and charmed me. He let me cry on his broad shoulders and told me that I was worth more than that pathetic excuse of an ex-boyfriend.
In this gorgeous stranger, I suddenly see a glimmer of light. A spark of hope that maybe things really weren’t so terrible.
Then, he disappeared.
Sigh. Of course.
But maybe it was for the best. No matter how gorgeous he had been, how strong, how protective, how funny, I wasn’t ready for another possibility at heartbreak. I wasn’t ready to let myself love again.
It had been stupid to get involved but she had looked too damn good to leave alone. And being as drunk and vulnerable as she was, there was no way in hell I was going to leave her unprotected like that.
But that night in the bar…that was a fantasy I had let myself indulge in.
My life wasn’t meant for sweet and sassy doctors who, even when drunk, made me laugh out loud. As good as it had felt being with her, it was not reality. At least, not my reality. Sure it felt good to play the conquering hero for once but that’s not who I was.
I was no hero. I was no protector.
I was a mercenary.
And in my world, blood and dirt were the currency; danger and darkness my office. So when I was sent on another mission to the Middle East, I knew that whatever I had with Emilia was over. And that was just as well. I wouldn’t want to drag someone like that into my world.