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She continued to glare at me. “Yeah, well, if you want to touch it, you’d better put some money in my G-string.”

I burst out laughing. I loved her fearlessness. Most people spoke to me with more deference. “Are you wearing a G-string beneath your trench coat? Did you come here to seduceme?”

“Unfortunately for you, no. If I was gonna seduce you, you’d know.”

“Oh, do tell.” I leaned forward eagerly.

She resumed her search. “Well for one thing, I wouldn’t be dressed in sweatpants.”

I laughed even louder. Fuck. I could not remember the last time I’d laughed like this. She got to her feet. “It’s not there,” she sighed. “Is there any other nook it might have fallen into? Has someone been in to clean up?”

“No one would take anything out of this room without my permission.”

She nodded, biting her lip, looking as if she was really thinking hard. “I was so sure it was here.”

Her trench coat was cinched tight around her waist, outlining her figure lovingly. My palms itched to curve around her waist and pull her to me, to peel off her coat and see if she was really wearing sweatpants. Maybe it was a thong.

I reached out for her again, my hand curving against her hip. Her eyes followed the movement and made no effort to stop me. Just then, there was a knock at the door.

“Fuck,” I hissed.

She laughed, taking a step back, her mouth turning down. “You’re a popular guy so early in the morning.”

“A popular guy who’s continuously cock-blocked.”

She leaned down, her face close to mine, warm breath fanning my skin. “Don’t make assumptions, sir,” she whispered before straightening up and heading for the door. She opened it to reveal Kirill, lifting his hand up to knock again.

His eyebrows rose in surprise as he saw her. She nodded to him, slid past and disappeared. I couldn’t help feeling disappointed.

Kirill smirked at me. “New hire’s hot.”

I narrowed my eyes at him and didn’t reply. The thought of Kirill ogling her made me want to punch him in the face. “What do you want?”

Kirill dropped the smirk. “Just wanting to see how you were doing. You didn’t come to the med wing last night.”

“I’m fine.”

“Are you?”

“Yeah.”

He peered at my shoulder. Since Nora cut away my sleeve, the bandage she’d wrapped around it was obvious. “That doesn’t look fine.”

“Speaking of, I need a new shirt. Could you get me one?”

“Yeah. We have a few changes of clothes in the locker room.”

I gave him a hard look to shut down his questioning one. “Get me a shirt.”

Kirill nodded and left. It gave me some time to get my head straight. When I was close to Nora, it was like I was always thinking with my dick.

I really need to hit that so that I can get her out of my head.

Whatever she said, I knew she wanted it as much as I did.

Kirill was back in no time, and I went into the bathroom to change. I ran some water over my face before going to see what was on Kirill’s mind. I found him sitting against the desk, his legs crossed, looking agitated.

“What’s up, Brigadier?”

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