“Liked?” I asked.
“Okay. Loved,love, but…”
“Work comes first. I get that. You go be Alex. I’ll wait for Xander to make an appearance when he can.”
“That you’ve picked up on the difference between the two…”
I moved across the room to him, pulling him into my arms despite his protests. “No one knows you’re here, and you locked the door.”
He melted against me. I dropped a hand from his waist to his ass, using the other to cup the side of his neck, my mouth hovering over his.
“My ass is so sore,” he whispered.
“Was I too…”
“God, no. I’m thankful for it. The memory of it will have to get me through.”
“We will figure things out.” I didn’t know how, but determination gave me hope. Although only a bit. “Now kiss me before we have to press pause for who knows how long.”
His eyes danced as if he were memorizing my face. Mine probably looked the same. His hands slipped into my hair, his teeth pinching his bottom lip. Squeezing his ass, I aligned our groins and swallowed the sigh that left his body. His tongue met mine, and they twisted together slowly, licking at one another until our dicks made themselves known.
Knowing we didn’t have time or space for anything more, I ended the kiss I never wanted to end, dropping a quick, hard press of my mouth to his.
“Please be careful.”
He smiled, his thumb brushed my mouth, and his eyes locked on the movement. “I’ve not done anything yet.”
“I know, but I won’t always be able to say it before you head outside the wire.”
An uptick in activity filtered through the locked door, forcing us apart. Xander kissed me quickly and disappeared through the door, leaving me staring after him.
Shaking my head of the fog he put me in every time we were alone together, I grabbed my go bags from the closet, packed my BlackBerry, laptop, and the rest of my gear before leaving the office behind for who knew how long.
Powerful engines rumbled as the military transport propelled us across the planet, hurtling everyone inside toward war. Now that we were, I glanced at my watch, twelve hours into the flight that would change our lives, I wondered if this would be like the prequel. Somehow, I didn’t think it would. Something told me this would last longer and be bloodier than anyone estimated.
The call came in much sooner than I expected. I’d known it was coming. Hell, everyone on Earth knew the order to invade would come. I thought for certain we had a few more days. Parker and I had argued about the timing several times; he said it would come closer to Thanksgiving. I knew the country wouldn’t wait that long, but I expected it closer to Halloween.
I wanted those fucking days with Xander. To cement something between us before war tore us apart. Luck had never been my friend. Now, I sat in the back of a plane with the rest of the straps, as the military called us. Technically, we weren’tattached to the team and were only there to provide specialized, non-combat skills, or in my case, intelligence, and we rode hanging onto the straps.
When you thought about it, we were basically a strap-on cock.
We got pulled out to serve a purpose, then we got stuffed in the drawer when they no longer needed us.
A zipper of pops echoed in my head as I twisted my neck. Riding strap fucking sucked. My body always turned into a two-week-old pretzel.
“Damn, I wish I could get my neck to pop like that,” the guy on my right said.
I didn’t know the guy from Adam. If I remembered correctly, he was part of the Logistics unit at the start of the trip when he attempted to chat my ear off. While he started yammering away again about, fuck me, did he just? He did say elf. More exactly, he said, Elven wizard.
The team congregated deeper in the plane. The operators all slept in hammocks, the lucky fuckers. I guess they earned the comfort. They did the heavy lifting with the dangerous shit.
“Agent Lennox!” The call came from You’re needed up front for an intel briefing.”
I followed after the ensign as we moved to the front of the plane. The intel unit and the platoons from Team 3 stood gathered around a pallet of equipment.
“Looks like the gangs all here. What did I miss?” The words came out as a joke as I intended but I was a bit pissed they’d started the conversation without me.
Given the number of darted glances, I failed to the the mark. I didn’t give a fuck. I got pushed onto this plane with very little prep.
