Command by Amélie S. Duncan

Shana:
An intoxicated haze and a pair of handcuffs was not how I planned to spend my first night back in Sunnyville— but up to this point life had been anything but predictable.
Running into my former love was inevitable, but nothing prepared me for the sight of Nathan Donleavy wearing a uniform. After all this time he still made my knees weak and my mouth water— for a split second I couldn’t help but remember happier times.
Then his badge caught the light and reminded me that this wasn’t some walk down memory lane. He was a cop and we were standing on opposite sides of the law.
I see the way he looks at me…I didn’t need his pity then, and I don’t need it now.

Nathan:
Shana Callahan was the one that got away.
She was also the last person I expected to see when I showed up to a call. The vibrant, beautiful girl I fell for all those years ago had been replaced by someone else, someone I barely recognized.
My sympathy turned to anger when I remembered her partying ways and how she walked away from me—from us. She might still be lost in her grief, but I had a job to do.
I vowed to protect and serve, but my wanting to protect her had nothing to do with my badge and everything to do with the girl who used to steal kisses from me.
That’s the girl I needed to find buried beneath the anger and hurt. We can do things the easy way or the hard way, but I’m not letting her walk away… again.