about that now. She was hot, tired, and in desperate need of some soap and water.
With a quick wave, she left Gunner with the vial and headed toward her tent. It only took a couple of moments to gather up the stuff she needed for a shower plus a change of clothes. She stepped outside and ran headlong into two Marines that were clearly waiting for her.
“I need you to re-enter your tent, Ma’am.”
Dani had hoped she’d get that shower, but the very serious young men standing in front of her looked like they took their orders to heart. No exceptions. But she still tried.
“I was warned that I might be detained and I will fully cooperate, but can I cooperate in the shower tent? I promise to do nothing more subversive than bathe.” She made her tone light and teasing, hoping they would have a sense of humor and maybe indulge her. It wasn’t like she’d be able to do anything else if they said no. They both towered over her and were armed with big scary automatic weapons.
“I’m sorry, Ma’am, but we have our orders.”
She was about to give up hope when she heard his voice. The sound of reason in her suddenly messed up world. The tension unwound and she could feel her shoulders begin to relax.
“I think we can let the lady shower before making her spend a sweaty night under guard,” Damon said.
He’d come up from the side, out of their vision like a shadow. His nickname was apt. Even she hadn’t seen him until he’d spoken, and she should have.
“We’ve got our orders,” they both said. Dani thought it was eerily in unison, but that was just military.
“You’re orders are to keep Dr. Bordeaux contained and under guard, correct?”
They both nodded. Dani hid a smile because she knew where he was going with this.
“Then you can keep her under guard in the showers. And I will be inside myself, so I can guarantee that she won’t get past me to cause you any trouble with guard duty.” Then he sidestepped her watchdogs and took her hand.
The soldiers exchanged a look, shrugged, and followed along.
“I don’t think those two are going to be able to be flexible enough to allow me to get my shower gear, so you’re just gonna have to share, Red.”
“As long as you don’t mind smelling like lavender.” The thought of him soaping up with her bar caused a hot tingle to start low in her belly.
“I think I’m secure enough in my manhood that I can handle some girly soap,” he said.
“It’s the only thing girly that I can bring when we’re deployed. It reminds me of home when everything sucks.”
They reached the tent and Damon pulled her inside. It wasn’t a large space, but each shower cubicle was enclosed and shoulder high to help with privacy. He’d brought her to the men’s shower quarters, since it was closer to her tent than the women’s. He released her hand and took his shirt off while she was talking.
“I get it, and it smells nice on you.”
But Dani didn’t reply because she had her eyes glued to his shirtless body. She wasn’t really sure what to do. She thought maybe sharing her soap meant taking turns with one of them outside. Clearly, he was planning on showering at the same time.
And Lord, he was built right. Muscles bulged in all the right places and his tanned skin was smooth enough that she wanted to glide her hands over him to see if he felt as hard as he looked.
He turned slightly and she saw his back for the first time, and the scars there caused an involuntary gasp. She stepped closer and hesitantly touched the first scar. It was a spider web of lighter colored puckered flesh, marring the perfection of his skin.
“It doesn’t hurt,” he said softly.
Her eyes jerked to his. He watched her intently, not moving and not stopping her from touching him. “But it must have hurt like hell when it happened,” she replied.
His whole back moved up and down when he shrugged. “I lived, Doc.”
She couldn’t stop her hand from moving lower to another webbed
With a quick wave, she left Gunner with the vial and headed toward her tent. It only took a couple of moments to gather up the stuff she needed for a shower plus a change of clothes. She stepped outside and ran headlong into two Marines that were clearly waiting for her.
“I need you to re-enter your tent, Ma’am.”
Dani had hoped she’d get that shower, but the very serious young men standing in front of her looked like they took their orders to heart. No exceptions. But she still tried.
“I was warned that I might be detained and I will fully cooperate, but can I cooperate in the shower tent? I promise to do nothing more subversive than bathe.” She made her tone light and teasing, hoping they would have a sense of humor and maybe indulge her. It wasn’t like she’d be able to do anything else if they said no. They both towered over her and were armed with big scary automatic weapons.
“I’m sorry, Ma’am, but we have our orders.”
She was about to give up hope when she heard his voice. The sound of reason in her suddenly messed up world. The tension unwound and she could feel her shoulders begin to relax.
“I think we can let the lady shower before making her spend a sweaty night under guard,” Damon said.
He’d come up from the side, out of their vision like a shadow. His nickname was apt. Even she hadn’t seen him until he’d spoken, and she should have.
“We’ve got our orders,” they both said. Dani thought it was eerily in unison, but that was just military.
“You’re orders are to keep Dr. Bordeaux contained and under guard, correct?”
They both nodded. Dani hid a smile because she knew where he was going with this.
“Then you can keep her under guard in the showers. And I will be inside myself, so I can guarantee that she won’t get past me to cause you any trouble with guard duty.” Then he sidestepped her watchdogs and took her hand.
The soldiers exchanged a look, shrugged, and followed along.
“I don’t think those two are going to be able to be flexible enough to allow me to get my shower gear, so you’re just gonna have to share, Red.”
“As long as you don’t mind smelling like lavender.” The thought of him soaping up with her bar caused a hot tingle to start low in her belly.
“I think I’m secure enough in my manhood that I can handle some girly soap,” he said.
“It’s the only thing girly that I can bring when we’re deployed. It reminds me of home when everything sucks.”
They reached the tent and Damon pulled her inside. It wasn’t a large space, but each shower cubicle was enclosed and shoulder high to help with privacy. He’d brought her to the men’s shower quarters, since it was closer to her tent than the women’s. He released her hand and took his shirt off while she was talking.
“I get it, and it smells nice on you.”
But Dani didn’t reply because she had her eyes glued to his shirtless body. She wasn’t really sure what to do. She thought maybe sharing her soap meant taking turns with one of them outside. Clearly, he was planning on showering at the same time.
And Lord, he was built right. Muscles bulged in all the right places and his tanned skin was smooth enough that she wanted to glide her hands over him to see if he felt as hard as he looked.
He turned slightly and she saw his back for the first time, and the scars there caused an involuntary gasp. She stepped closer and hesitantly touched the first scar. It was a spider web of lighter colored puckered flesh, marring the perfection of his skin.
“It doesn’t hurt,” he said softly.
Her eyes jerked to his. He watched her intently, not moving and not stopping her from touching him. “But it must have hurt like hell when it happened,” she replied.
His whole back moved up and down when he shrugged. “I lived, Doc.”
She couldn’t stop her hand from moving lower to another webbed
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