“I can’t help it. You were so...”“Naked,” she said.“No ... yes ... that’s not what I mean!” he pleaded. “I have to go!”“No you d...n’t!” she said forcefully. He cringed, and she moderated her voice. “You don’t have to go. We’re just talking. We’re just friends talking.”“But we can’t be friends,” he cried mournfully.“Can’t I choose my own friends?” she asked.“How can you want to be friends with me when I saw you like that?” he groaned.“How can I ask you to be my friend when you saw me with. Their minutes ticked by on the chrono.Promise me you won't do anything crazy, Maylene wanted to say, but she knew better. Eric was a headstrong leader who put the welfare of his sailors before his own. He led from the front, which made him a leader men and women would follow, but it also meant he exposed himself to unnecessary risks."What are we going to do when the war is over?" she asked instead. The war seemed to be winding down. The superior resources of the Alliances were slowly. The sun was up and the commander was calling in our transport. Men were looking at weapons they had found or traded for. I looked at the lockbox and used a micro laser on four of the corners. I dumped the contents and looked at the pads of credits and everyone stopped and looked at me.The senior sergeant cleared his throat, “that goes to the company.”I snorted, “it was not in the briefing or seizure list so it is loot.”I picked up a pad and thumbed through it before looking up. I ignored the. She pushed my jacket off and I let her fall to the bed while I threw it to the floor. I looked at her, took her in; breathing hard, her eyes hazed with desire and passion, hair a little messed up from my captivated fingers around her shoulders and down her back, chest heaving, legs slightly spread with those gorgeous boots. Unable to wait, I pulled her skirt off myself, and groaned at the sight of her black thong. "Turn around," I growled, and, looking hesitantly at me, she slowly twisted her.