Quinn razzes me as we unload the gear. It’s been two weeks since I’ve heard her voice. Two long weeks where I’ve wondered and worried. All the damn shit I swore I wouldn’t do. Our simple in and out mission was of course delayed once we got boots on the ground. I’m tired, irritable, and need to see her. “At least I’m not calling and going to voicemail.” Quinn shouldn’t talk shit considering he’s called Ashton at least five times and she refuses to answer. But the asshat keeps trying. “She’ll come around.” “Whatever . . . I’d rather be whipped than a pussy who can’t get the girl.” He snuffs, “I am what I eat.” We both laugh and finish with the offload. Unfortunately, I still have a ton of shit to do before I can even be close to calling home. There’s a stack of paperwork with my name on it. After about three hours of mindless crap and a debrief with the Commander, I head back to my barracks. Luckily, I have my own room and don’t have to deal with anyone.
What do You think about Conviction (Consolation Duet #2)?
