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I've dedicated my life to saving people. First for the Navy and now for my club. So, there isn't a chance in hell that I would allow the most infuriating woman I have ever met to give up on life. Not only does it go against everything I believe in, but I just can't imagine a world where she's not annoying me. Does that make me a selfish prick? Maybe. Ask me if I care. NO, I don't. Because at the end of the day, no amount of cursing this Latin spitfire can throw at me will ever change my mind.

When Lucky moved to the Outer Banks to work in Thorn and Cain’s surf shop and eventually fell in love with them, Cody lost himself in gambling to dull the ache of missing his best friend. The flashing lights of the casino, the feel of cards beneath his fingers, and the rough-smooth texture of poker chips all served to drag him deeper into an addiction he was slowly giving himself over to. It helps that he works security there, easy access, and an increasing reason not to go back home.