Author: Kimberley Jackson

There she was. In his sleeping bag.

Jack raised his eyebrows, standing at the entrance of his personal tent. Well, that was unexpected. After she’d sneaked away without a word, he’d expected her to sleep in her own tent tonight. She’d acted as though she wanted nothing to do with him, and he’d given her some space.

Relief flooded him at the sight of her. Whatever was going on, at least her presence meant that she didn’t want him out of her life.

He pulled off his shirt and pants, and slipped into the sleeping bag next to her. She didn’t make any move to cuddle up to him as she usually did. Why would she possibly be mad at him? He’d done nothing wrong.

If this was about him snapping at her, he sure as hell wasn’t gonna apologize for that. They’d agreed she’d treat him as her commanding officer in the field.

Her breathing told him she was still awake. What did she expect of him? Why did she shut him out? His jaw clenched. Fine, if she wanted him to think she was asleep, he’d leave her in peace. Why was she even here though? She could have slept in her own tent to keep her distance.