The Soldier & the State Trooper by Cherie Noel

The Soldier & the State Trooper by Cherie Noel

Author:Cherie Noel [Noel, Cherie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: General Fiction
Publisher: MLR Press LLC
Published: 2011-05-16T23:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Sergeant Tarans sent Johnson up to relive Evans after a couple of hours. He was there for most of the heavy lifting stuff, but was gone before they got to the part where they were trying to decide which body parts went in which pile. Christie was fiercely glad. Shit, he didn’t want to be here, up to his elbows in twisted metal and what he thought might be Jenkins’s thigh.

Fuck.

Evans was tough…but Christie sensed an unseen hurt in his friend that wouldn’t have stood up to this.

So.

Best he was monitoring the command tent again.

The dfac brought MRE’s out for them around lunch, but really? Christie couldn’t have eaten one of those ready to eat meals if he’d been given a direct order to at that point. The thick smell of overcooked meat still lingered in the air, and he didn’t know if he’d ever get the image of Jenkins’s half blown away head out of his head.

He took two of the cold waters they were passing around and grimly went back to separating scrap metal from blown to shit mail from chunks of what used to be people as sweat trickled down between his shoulder blades.

Hell, he was even qualified for this. Had his hazmat certification and everything.

Six hours later the worst of the mess was set to rights. The coroners had come and taken all the body parts. The thick burnt meat smell went with them, or at least enough of it for Christie to choke down an apple after the sergeant in charge of the clean up dismissed them for the day.

He washed his hands and face, grabbed the apple, and headed back to release Evans for chow. He was too numb to be anything but relived that the worst part of the clean up was done.

Sergeant Tarans wasn’t in the command tent when Christie got there, but Evans was.

“Hey Evans, I can take over the monitoring again.”

Evans shook his head and continued reading the latest Ethan Day novel, the one Evans had teased him about having on his e-reader. “No can do Collins. Sergeant Tarans will hand me my nuts pureed in a bitty glass jar if I let you take over right now. He called down from the base dfac and said exactly that. He also said you were to stay put right here until he gets back, and I was to remain at my post.”

Fuck.

Sergeant Tarans hadn’t said he could go to chow.

He’d told him to report back after he got released.

Christie prepared himself for another ass-reaming.

Evans shifted in his seat, completely absorbed in his reading.

Damn. Judging by the pup-tent Evans was pitching over there, getting the book next was worth whatever he asked for it.

Christie bet it might even take his mind off what he’d seen today.

Well.

It might.

And seriously, that was worth almost anything.

He eyed Evans’s surprisingly large erection, straining in his pants.

He really wished he was home with Robert, getting his woefully-neglected-because-of-deployment ass fucked through the mattress. He knew for a fact that would get him out of his head long enough to relax.



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