Page 35 of The Soldier

Job done.

Then home to Trina. I wonder if she’s thinking about me. Our kiss. The way my body seemed to fit against hers like a jigsaw puzzle, her legs widening to let my hard cock tease her hot pussy.

Probably not.

Of course she is.

I would put money on her fingers rubbing her hard sensitive nub, thinking about my tongue claiming her sweet raspberry-tasting mouth.

I bet she’s a screamer.

One week and I’ll find out.

Right now, I have to stay focused. And keep my mind off her tight ass and perfect sized tits. Jesus those nipples. I could see the points through her T-shirt. One suck on them and we both would have been history.

Leaving was the right thing to do but the constant erection I’ve sported for days wasn’t great. It’s gone now as I look around the brown bunk beds.

All of this to eliminate one man. The target is a well-known Kuwaiti arms dealer connected to Iran and identified as buying high levels of uranium.

And yeah, I don’t think he’s making ceramic glazes.

Nuclear weapons.

That’s why I’m here. It’s essential the world keeps Iran nuclear free. If they got their hands on them we can all pretty much kiss this planet, and our existence, goodbye.

How the fuck do they not connect the dots?

And doesn’t a bunch of countries pointing the same destructive weapons at one another zero out the influence?

I’m not willing to test that theory.

Iamwilling to point my own weapon at this asshole’s head and pull the trigger. Saving the world, while shaving another inch off my dark soul.

Just another day in the office.

“Adams!” One of the guys call out, looking just as surprised as I am to see him.

Fucking great.Of all the assholes in the world, look who’s here. In Kuwait. At the same time as me.

Un-fucking-believable.

Roger Miller stands and walks over to shake my hand. “Sergeant.”

“Sergeant Miller.”

I want it noted for the record that Roger is a Staff Sergeant. Two ranks below me.

And not my buddy.

“Guys, meet Marshall. He’s a deserter. Took off to work with Black Hawke in California.”

Fucking dick.

There are some who believe you should enlist for life. Should you leave, you’re then deemed a deserter. There is no point in arguing with Roger. He can believe what he likes, but it was a dick move to introduce me that way.

I can see from the looks on the faces of the other men here, they’re just as unimpressed by the comment.

I never liked Miller.

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