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“I have, and if something came up, I’d hate to get all flustered and shoot it.” I stroked the butt of my gun.
They stared at me for a moment.
I smiled. “And we wouldn’t want that, would we?”
“No, ma’am.”
Grinning like a loon, Tex grabbed his pack and headed for the men’s room. “She’s got your number.”
“That she does,” Johnson said and picked up his backpack. “No hard feelings?”
I smiled. “No hard feelings.”
“It would be like doing my sister,” Rodriquez said with a shudder and followed Johnson out.
I knew I wasn’t sexy but sister. Seriously?
Stone leaned down and whispered in my ear. “You’re not my sister.”
The carnal hunger in his gaze had me backing away.
“Don’t worry, Tinkerbell, I’m a patient man.” Stone walked into the men’s room.
I fanned myself. Lordy, could Stone turn on the sex appeal. I just wished he meant it.
A door opened.
I pulled my guns.
General Masters walked into the barracks. I holstered my weapons and banged on the door. “The general is here.”
“Stall him,” Stone ordered.
“Yes, sir.” One look at the fury burning in the general’s eyes and I saluted him smartly.
“At ease,” he barked.
I crossed my arms behind me. “The men are cleaning up, sir, and will be right out.”
“About fucking time.”
Holy hell! He was beyond pissed and I bet General Grandville had something to do with it.
The men’s room door opened, and the guys hurried out and saluted Masters.
I choked back a laugh. Half of Stone’s face had a beard, the other half didn’t.”
“We have a traitor in our midst,” General Masters stated.
Oh, God, what had Roberts done now?
“Relax Reynolds, it’s not you.”
A sigh of relief escaped me. “General Grandville, sir?”
“Yes. Did you ever wonder how you were transferred to the Middle East so quickly?”
“General Grandville made a deal with my father.”