Tour of Duty by C.J. Pinard

Author:C.J. Pinard
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Military Romance, Sexy military romance, Contemporary Romance, New Adult Romance, U.S. Army Romance, Hot Soldier, Cristin Harber, Susan Stoker, Nicole Snow, Lani Lynn Vale, Stories in california, Military Romance sex books
Publisher: Pinard House Publishing, LLC
Published: 2013-12-12T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 13

★☆★☆★

The first month passed quickly. I had to learn the layout of the base and, more importantly, all the checkpoints I needed to know about. Each day on patrol, I had to ensure these checkpoints were safe. My fellow MPs and I would take turns, routinely making sure things were secure.

As I settled into a routine, I often thought about Cara and wondered how she was doing. When a weekend would roll around, I would wonder what she was doing and if she was thinking about me. Sometimes I sent her texts, but it would take hours for her to respond. I didn’t know if this was our remote location, or if it was because she just couldn’t be bothered to respond, or was just busy. These insecure thoughts would invade my brain, and I tried not to let them get to me. I had enough shit to deal with over here. I had only been here a month, and already, we had had two serious instances of very real threats come our way. I had to keep my head in the game and not back in the States where my family, and most importantly, my heart were.

Halloween was spent like any other day. Tyrone and I had sort of mended our friendship, and things weren’t awkward between us, but we were dudes. We didn’t hold grudges and act like hens. So, on Halloween, he put on a rubber mask depicting the face of our current President and goofed around. I had no idea where he’d gotten it from. I could only assume he’d brought it with him. He strolled into the barracks wearing it. Dan and I looked at each other and laughed.

“Mr. President, could you please get me out of here? Grant me a pardon?” My attempt at another prison joke, went right over Tyrone’s big head.

He placed his hands on his hips and pretended to adjust his imaginary tie. In his best presidential voice, he said, “No, Sergeant Forrester. You must stay and defend the nation of Afghanistan while I go play another round of golf.”

We all busted up laughing, but when we heard footsteps coming down the hallway, he quickly yanked off the mask and sat on it. Our CO came into the TV room, and we all jerked to a stand, saluting.

“At ease, men. I need three of you to take a truck and inspect checkpoint number six. We’ve received intelligence; there may be insurgents there.”

He didn’t wait for us to volunteer; he pointed at me, Tyrone, and Dan, and in unison, we responded, “Yes, sir.”

Playtime was over.

★☆★

The truck bumped and lurched over uneven terrain, each time my weapon bouncing in my lap, the grenades on my belt smacking against my hip until the truck came to a stop. It was nighttime, which totally sucked, but it was what it was. Dan had been driving the truck and suddenly skidded to a halt, rock, sand, and dirt flying up in front of our headlights.

“Holy shit,” Tyrone breathed.

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