Epilogue
Tanner McGrath watched them from the doorway to their hospital room as they cuddled on the bed. He couldn’t believe that, once again, another relationship had sprung up out of nowhere. As intense and as true as this one was, he had no doubts these two would make it. They were a perfect match. And, if anybody had asked who would have been perfect for Warrick, Tanner would never have picked somebody like Penny. And yet, in the same manner, if he had been looking for somebody for Penny, he’d never have picked Warrick.
It was a damn good thing he wasn’t a matchmaker because he would suck at it. But, as he thought about his own life, he realized he sucked at it anyway. Because he hadn’t had much luck with relationships either.
His phone rang, and he pulled it out. “Mason, they’re both in the hospital. They’ll both need at least a week off,” he said. “Warrick cracked the damn cast off his ankle running down the guy who beat the crap out of Penny and put her in the hospital. And, of course, she’s got a triple head injury so …” He let his voice run down.
Mason chuckled. “I’m sure there are a lot of reasons for the bed rest. I certainly don’t have any problems with him getting it.”
“Right? Honestly I’m jealous as hell,” Tanner announced. He turned and walked down the hall, giving the two a little privacy. “Although I’ve had more than enough of hospitals for a while.”
“Yep, me too,” Mason said. “Since Warrick will be off on medical leave for at least another couple weeks, we need you back full-time.”
“I only had two days off,” Tanner said. “I have to admit, they’ve been pretty full days.” He took a step around a laundry cart and also a group of people before he could speak again. “What are we up to next?”
“Paragliding. Trying out new harness designs. We’ll do three or four jumps tomorrow, if we can get them in. Will work on these for the next couple days.”
Tanner grinned. “Awesome. I love jumping. Seems like I never get enough of it.”
“Or when we do any,” Mason said with a laugh, “it’s nighttime, and we’re in silent mode, jumping into unfriendly foreign terrain.”
Tanner nodded. “Isn’t that the truth? So where will we be jumping tomorrow?”
“In California,” Mason said. “Sorry about that. Nothing exotic for you.”
“Hey, that’s okay. Who’s doing the training?”
Mason hesitated. “The message I got said it’s a new trainer.”
“Who is he?”
“Wynn Rider.” He hesitated, then said, “W-Y-N-N.”
Tanner stopped. “Really?”
“Do you know him?”
“Nope,” Tanner said. “Because it’s not a him. It’s a her.”
“Really?”
“Yep, I saw her working with some other guys. I heard she’s really good. But no one from our unit has had a chance to work with her yet.”
“Tomorrow you’re it. This time you get to check her out first. Maybe she’ll suit you.”
“Nah, I doubt it. Besides, if somebody suits me, chances are it’s not somebody who’s good for me. I watched Warrick and Penny come together. I’m not sure I would even recognize what suits me anymore.”
“Leave it in the hands of fate,” Mason said. “It hasn’t failed us yet.”
This concludes Book 17 of SEALs of Honor: Warrick.
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