Sometimes the price of happiness is too expensive Sergeant Savannah Mitchell It was supposed to be a weekend away from Army life to aid in my recovery. I was searching for peace; respite from the nightmares haunting my sleep since returning from overseas. Never in my wildest dreams had I anticipated attention from the man everyone on base knew was off limits. We had never met, for very specific reasons. Captain Roger Bellamy was not only a senior officer, but also my brother's best friend. With so little time remaining until my discharge, it would be worth the risk, wouldn't it? No one needed to know . including the captain himself. Captain Roger Bellamy The Twilight Club was my getaway from the regimented life on base.

A well-hidden nightclub away from the chaos that Army life handed out daily. Non-duty weekends were rare, and priceless. I didn't make a habit of wasting precious time on small talk; my intentions made clear by the time I finished my first drink, ending a few hours later with no expectations. However, something about the mysterious " just" Savannah piqued more than my libido, leading to a weekend that would turn my entire world upside down, and leave us both broken beyond repair. Book #3 in "The Nurses of Maricopa County" brings the series to a close. Warning: Stay well-hydrated and keep the tissues close.