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Nikita stretched, tangling her leg between Tucker’s. The fan overhead whirred noisily, air circulating around their tepid bodies. She stifled a yawn and looked to see him doing the same. They hadn’t made it to dinner, but the lingering scent of roast chicken made her stomach gurgle.
Tucker chuckled and lightly rubbed her belly. “Hungry?”
“Maybe a little.” She eyed the time on her phone. It was four hours past dinner. “Okay, maybe a lot.”
Hopping to his feet, Tucker pulled on a pair of gray sweatpants that did nothing to hide his generous bulge of a cock.
“You’re going out like that?” She propped up on her elbow, eyes focused on the one part of his body that just wouldn’t stay down.
A slow smile covered his face. He playfully grabbed his crotch. “Yep, I like to show off every now and then.”
“Since when?”
“Since I’ve been fucking the most gorgeous girl here.”
She rolled her eyes. “Also known as, you want to brag to your brothers about getting some pussy.”
He paused in the doorway. “I’m the envy of every man out there. Can you really blame me, Kita?”
She couldn’t. She’d do the same damn thing if there was a group of her friends outside the door. “Hurry up or my stomach will eat itself.”
After a mock salute, he returned minutes later with two cold chicken sandwiches and bottles of water.
Nikita munched on the food, eyes wandering the room. His Kevlar vest hung in the closet, and her curiosity mounted. “Why do you wear the vest?”
He finished his sandwich and brushed crumbs off his pants. “Keeps me safe.”
“Duh, dumbass.” She rolled over and poked the tattoo of a pinup doll on his left side. “I want to hear the story behind it.”
His brown eyes darted to the closet, then back to her. “All right, sure.” He pulled up his legs and tucked them crisscross. “A year in Afghanistan, my men and I were tasked to a diplomatic assignment. He was a lower-level guy, but dangerous enough the Afghans wanted him dead for giving the US secrets. We were supposed to move him incognito. Handguns only and no uniforms.”
Nikita watched his eyes take on a faraway gleam. He was thousands of miles away in that moment.
“Our intel was bad, and suddenly we were all under attack. Five of my men were shot in the head right in front of me.”
She reached over and squeezed his hand. Losing a friend in combat was something she understood all too well.
“Anyways, Rubble and I got the package to the Humvee just as our backup caught up to us.” The muscle in his neck tightened and he wet his lips. “A sniper caught Rubble in the arm. While our men were reacting to that, a ground group of assholes came up behind us, and I reacted.” He scratched his nose. “I really don’t remember all the details. I woke up with my vest full of bullets.”
“You saved him?”
“Yeah, him and two other guys.” He met her gaze. “Rubble told me later that I threw myself on them.”
She let out a breath, a new sort of chill spiraling down her spine. Her Macha man was one of the unsung heroes from the war. His nightmares suddenly made sense. “You dream about it, don’t you?”
He nodded. “Along with a lot of other shit that happened. I was lucky to only have a dislocated shoulder after that ambush. A lot of my guys didn’t make it.”
“But you did, and it must be for a damn good reason.” She slid her hand on his jaw and turned his head to face her. “I’m glad you made it home.”
His crooked smile melted her heart. He reached up and traced her lips with his thumb. “Me too, baby, me too.”
Tucker pulled her against him, nestling her safely to his chest. As badly as she craved hearing more of his war stories, she could wait. For the time being, she was satisfied to merely be wrapped in his arms.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Kevlar
Rolling over,Kevlar opened his eyes, the fragrance of Kita teasing his nostrils. She lay beside him, hair mussed and makeup smudged. Her lips were parted slightly. Reaching over, he gently touched them. They were so soft beneath his callused fingers. His mind repeated how they felt wrapped around his dick, and the hair on his arms stood.Yeah, her lips are the best.
