hand and squeezed it. “I’m a big girl, Beau. You go do your job and don’t worry about me.”
“Keep your cell and iPad handy. I’ll call you when I can.”
“You got it, soldier.” She grinned. “Sir.”
They climbed out of her car, Beau pulled his duffel from the back and dropped it at his feet. Then he reached for her. Their kiss was hot enough to scorch pavement, tongues tangling, breath mingling. Megan knew it for what it was, a brand of possession. He wanted her to remember that she belonged to him.
“I’ll be back when I can. You stay away from those jocks in the meantime.”
“I will.” She grinned. “Sir.”
She watched him grab his duffel and jog to the helo, then climb into the cabin with the others. As it lifted off, rotors beating the air with the familiar thump! thump! thump! Kari walked over to her and reached for her hand. They stood there, silently, until every sign of the bird had disappeared.
“He’ll be back,” Kari told Megan. “They all will.”
“But will he be back to me ? That’s the question.”
“I say yes.” She squeezed Megan’s hand. “Are you unsure of him?”
Megan shrugged. “We both have such bad trust issues, me from my job and Beau from whatever in his background created them. I’m worried about what the separation will do to us.”
“If it helps, Slade says this is the first time Beau’s ever spent more than a couple of nights with a woman and never at her home.”
Megan really wanted to believe her, that this was something special to Beau. “This may sound stupid to you,” she told the other woman, “but Beau’s the first man I’ve ever let into my actual bed. Ever actually slept with at my home.”
Kari shook her head. “Doesn’t sound stupid at all. We don’t know each other very well, Megan, but just from what I’ve observed at The Edge you appear to be very particular about who you hook up with. A sub who makes careful choices.”
“I have to be.” She sighed. “Being a female in my field, you need to grow a tough skin and a real go-to-hell attitude or the jackasses will eat you alive.”
Kari laughed. “I’ll bet. But if I’m any judge of character, I’d say Beau is smitten, Maybe wrestling with it, but definitely hooked. Slade agrees with me.”
Megan swallowed and forced a smile. “Then that’s what I have to hang onto.”
“Meanwhile,” Kari said, “we can hang onto each other.”
Chapter Five
On the flight from Fort Sam, he’d managed to push all thoughts of Megan to the back of his mind, focusing on preparation for whatever their next assignment would be. Once they were back on base, he did his best to keep her out of his mind, his dreams, although it seemed the moment his head hit the pillow at night the first thing that came to him was Megan, naked and bound, on the edge of a climax. And his dick would spring to life, sometimes waking him in the middle of the night.
Oh, sure, he could email. The base had wireless set up. But he wasn’t used to back and forth contact with a woman. Every connection he’d had for the past ten years had been casual, almost incidental. And he certainly hadn’t ever chatted online with any of the subs he met at places like The Edge when he was in between assignments. This was all so new to him. He wasn’t even sure he trusted it yet.
There was that word again. Trust. Something they both seemed to have trouble with.
Finally, sitting in the mess hall, he’d booted up his laptop and decided to check the site for the newspaper where Megan worked. Check on her articles. It was a way for him to stay connected with her without actually having contact.
And the first thing he saw on the front page of the sports section was a shot at a local awards banquet of Megan and some guy with his arm around her in a very intimate pose. Jealousy burned through him, leaving his gut seared and a bitter taste in his mouth. He should have figured, right? So much for her agreeing to be exclusive
“Keep your cell and iPad handy. I’ll call you when I can.”
“You got it, soldier.” She grinned. “Sir.”
They climbed out of her car, Beau pulled his duffel from the back and dropped it at his feet. Then he reached for her. Their kiss was hot enough to scorch pavement, tongues tangling, breath mingling. Megan knew it for what it was, a brand of possession. He wanted her to remember that she belonged to him.
“I’ll be back when I can. You stay away from those jocks in the meantime.”
“I will.” She grinned. “Sir.”
She watched him grab his duffel and jog to the helo, then climb into the cabin with the others. As it lifted off, rotors beating the air with the familiar thump! thump! thump! Kari walked over to her and reached for her hand. They stood there, silently, until every sign of the bird had disappeared.
“He’ll be back,” Kari told Megan. “They all will.”
“But will he be back to me ? That’s the question.”
“I say yes.” She squeezed Megan’s hand. “Are you unsure of him?”
Megan shrugged. “We both have such bad trust issues, me from my job and Beau from whatever in his background created them. I’m worried about what the separation will do to us.”
“If it helps, Slade says this is the first time Beau’s ever spent more than a couple of nights with a woman and never at her home.”
Megan really wanted to believe her, that this was something special to Beau. “This may sound stupid to you,” she told the other woman, “but Beau’s the first man I’ve ever let into my actual bed. Ever actually slept with at my home.”
Kari shook her head. “Doesn’t sound stupid at all. We don’t know each other very well, Megan, but just from what I’ve observed at The Edge you appear to be very particular about who you hook up with. A sub who makes careful choices.”
“I have to be.” She sighed. “Being a female in my field, you need to grow a tough skin and a real go-to-hell attitude or the jackasses will eat you alive.”
Kari laughed. “I’ll bet. But if I’m any judge of character, I’d say Beau is smitten, Maybe wrestling with it, but definitely hooked. Slade agrees with me.”
Megan swallowed and forced a smile. “Then that’s what I have to hang onto.”
“Meanwhile,” Kari said, “we can hang onto each other.”
Chapter Five
On the flight from Fort Sam, he’d managed to push all thoughts of Megan to the back of his mind, focusing on preparation for whatever their next assignment would be. Once they were back on base, he did his best to keep her out of his mind, his dreams, although it seemed the moment his head hit the pillow at night the first thing that came to him was Megan, naked and bound, on the edge of a climax. And his dick would spring to life, sometimes waking him in the middle of the night.
Oh, sure, he could email. The base had wireless set up. But he wasn’t used to back and forth contact with a woman. Every connection he’d had for the past ten years had been casual, almost incidental. And he certainly hadn’t ever chatted online with any of the subs he met at places like The Edge when he was in between assignments. This was all so new to him. He wasn’t even sure he trusted it yet.
There was that word again. Trust. Something they both seemed to have trouble with.
Finally, sitting in the mess hall, he’d booted up his laptop and decided to check the site for the newspaper where Megan worked. Check on her articles. It was a way for him to stay connected with her without actually having contact.
And the first thing he saw on the front page of the sports section was a shot at a local awards banquet of Megan and some guy with his arm around her in a very intimate pose. Jealousy burned through him, leaving his gut seared and a bitter taste in his mouth. He should have figured, right? So much for her agreeing to be exclusive
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