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Beck stared up at the canvas of his tent, thinking about last night. He couldn’t believe what he was doing. He shouldn’t be doing it. It wasn’t that he was interested that was wrong - he’d had that discussion with his wife when he’d made out his will. He knew she wouldn’t mind. Of course, the assumption was that he’d be the one who died first. ( Read more... )
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Loved this chapter. Loved the fact that they're both so straightforward (even though Beck tried to lie about his reasons for stepping back).
Loved the fact that neither of them are good liars (bwahahaha!) Poor Heather - confined to quarters because she has a bad poker face. Can't wait to see what happens when he returns... *blinks innocently*
Like I said, I’m better at keeping things to myself. So if a superior officer asks me what I think of their idiotic plan, I can keep my rude opinion to myself long enough to find a diplomatic way of suggesting an alternative.
But he soooo can't hide his "bullshit" face. :D
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