An Excerpt from Dare to Hope
by T.M. Smith
Sexy Soldier: Hey, you busy this weekend? Things are finally settling in at the house so I thought the three of us could do dinner and movie.
Tristan stared down at his phone for probably a good fifteen minutes. He had typed a response then deleted it, typed another and deleted that one too. He tossed his phone onto the glass table top, wincing at the sound it made, leaning forward to be sure he hadn’t just cracked his mother’s glass patio table. He snatched his half full beer off the unscathed table and fell back into the chair, downing the rest of the beer in one guzzle. Continue reading