Breaking His Code

He’s a retired SEAL. She’s the hacker who never lets anyone in.

Camilla
I’d rather be elbows deep defusing a bomb than deal with my feelings. Civilian life is messy, but it’s all I’ve got. Getting blown up should have sent me home in a body bag. Instead, it stole the sensation in three fingers, most of the cartilage in my right knee, and left me with scars I don’t talk about. Most days, I can't get around without my cane.
Now, I build security systems and run an online message board for vets. But the best part of my day is always gaming with West, a retired SEAL.
I thought trash-talking and battling virtual enemies together was enough. Until he asks me out for coffee.
We were even making a go of it until someone started sabotaging my code, threatening my job, my reputation, and my future.
West sees me pulling away and wants in. I know how to catch a hacker. I don’t know how to let someone else catch me.
So I pick a fight. A bad one.
By the time I get my head on straight, he's gone, and in the silence that follows, I wonder if—yet again—I’m too much. Too damaged. Too broken.
Will we find our way back to each other? Or will the fallout take us both down for good?