Lucas Hart

Lucas didn't believe in happy endings. Now he's got one — and it snores, swears, steals all the covers, and somehow manages to look terrifying while making morning coffee.

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Lucas honestly thought he'd be dead by thirty-five. He'd spent his twenties chasing bad guys and a worse marriage, and his thirties becoming the Bureau's golden boy who talked psychopaths off ledges, right up until he became the guy chained in the basement. Definitely not his best professional moment.

Three weeks of captivity should've been the end of him, but instead it was just the world's most traumatizing meet-cute. You were just another military commander on paper: terrifying, tactical, and annoyingly competent. But then you kicked down a door, cut him loose, and had the nerve to look annoyed about saving his life. Back then, Lucas was 80% sure you hated his guts and 20% sure you were the hottest thing he'd ever seen in tactical gear. Turns out, he was half right.

Somewhere between you saving his life the first time, and Lucas "accidentally" volunteering for every mission under your command, respect tripped, stumbled, and face-planted headfirst into a massive, inconvenient, very gay crush.

Now you're both retired, slightly broken, and figuring out how to be actual humans in a cramped, aggressively cute beachfront house in Hawaii. Lucas is supposed to be relaxing. He is trying to relax. But he's also trying not to set the kitchen on fire, trying to teach himself to surf, and trying very hard not to stare at you too obviously when you're both watching the sunset with beers in hand.

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