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She quirked a brow. “Why not in here?”
“Uh, because you’ve spent the last few days sicker than a dog in this bed.”
“And?”
“And germs.” My eyes darted over her freshly made bed and made a mental note to change and wash them ASAP. “I can’t afford to get sick. I have a new assignment starting next week.”
“Tyler?”
“Yeah?”
“I changed the sheets after I took a shower today and found that I could actually do something more productive than sleep.”
“Mmm.” I was starting to reconsider.
She pulled her lip between her teeth and released it. The look on her face made my dick twitch. “So, get those clothes off”—she grinned up at me—“and have your way with me.” She lifted her shirt off like she meant business. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Her gorgeous, plump tits were begging for my tongue. My mouth.
Seconds later, we were both undressed. She hadn’t been wearing underwear either. Commando Marisa was so fucking sexy.
I didn’t have to warm her up. She was wet and ready. With one thrust, I was inside her, back in heaven.
As we laid together, in our post-coital bliss, her head resting on my chest, I felt her giggling next to me. What could be so funny about what we just did?
“Tyler?” she asked through a snicker.
I turned my head to look at her, ready for her to tell me what was amusing her. “Yeah?”
“I may have washed and dried the sheets.” Her hands tickled over my stomach. “But you gotta fold them.”
“You think you’re so funny, Messy Marisa,” I said. She snorted as I rolled on top of her again, ready and willing to pound that laugh right out of her.
* * *
Engines rumble in the dark.
My team’s faces backlit from the glow of the moon.
Sounds of laughter and talking.
Then the holler over the radio.
A flash of light blinding me.
The explosion hits.
And everything detonates around me. The surge of the blast knocks the wind out of me and throws me from the Humvee.
I can’t breathe.
My skin feels like it’s on fire. Everything is red-hot, and the heat is burning through my fatigues.
The light goes out. And I go under.
Another flash of light, and now I’m in the back of a car with Marisa. She is cradled against me, my arms wrapped around her as her head rests against my chest.
Her eyes are closed, and she’s humming—a siren calling out to me.
She’s so beautiful. And she’s mine. All mine. I can’t wait to tell her I love her. I can’t wait for a future with her.
