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Cut and Run 7 - Touch and Geaux

Cut and Run 7 - Touch and Geaux

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Autoren: Abigail Madeleine u Roux Urban
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reading the letter for perhaps the tenth time. He had known he’d get news like this one day, but it still hit him hard. His eyes traced over the handwriting again.
    David Whitlock had written to congratulate him on making Force Recon. He’d ended the letter by telling Ty that he’d met someone in college. He was happy, and he thought he might be in love. But David was asking Ty’s permission to proceed, saying that he would wait if Ty asked it, just like he’d promised when Ty left.
    Ty shook his head as he read it. He wouldn’t stand for that. David deserved so much more than Ty could ever have given him.
    He pressed the letter to his bare chest and fell back onto his rack to stare at the canvas top of the tent above his head. After a moment he threw his arm over his eyes. He’d left for this very reason, to give David the freedom to move, to give himself options that didn’t involve sharing his life with someone he couldn’t commit himself to completely.
    That didn’t make it feel any less like heartbreak.
    The rack beside him creaked as someone sat down. Ty peered out from under his arm to see dark blond hair, compelling eyes that changed from blue to gray and back, and a smirk that always looked like it needed to be slapped.
    “Ugh.”
    Captain Chas Turner pursed his lips. “Oh, I know, it’s the intelligence officer, bury your head in the sand.”
    Ty sat up. “Good afternoon, Captain.”
    “Good afternoon, Corporal.” His eyes drifted to the letter Ty held in his hand. “I came to discuss the new policy I’ve instituted with the mail.”
    Ty inclined his head as a sinking feeling started in his stomach.
    “Every batch, we open a letter or two at random, just to make sure nothing important is being leaked. Yours happened to be that random letter this week.”
    Ty held his breath and waited for the other shoe to drop.
    Turner clucked his tongue and looked behind him to make sure they were alone in the barracks. The rest of the boys were outside, blowing off steam. When Ty had left them, they’d been creating a scarecrow out of munitions debris and dressing it in someone’s pilfered salty cammies. Ty had received his letters before the real fun could start and chosen to retreat to read them in peace, missing the culmination of the exercise.
    “I have a proposition for you,” Turner said when he looked back at Ty.
    Ty continued to stare at him, wary of the man no one in the group trusted. He was the very epitome of what they called a Secret Squirrel. Always running dark, always skittering here and there. He ran too many cloak-and-dagger missions, and it was like he’d forgotten how to be straightforward.
    “I wish you to meet with me, privately, once or twice a week.”
    Ty’s back stiffened. “Is that an order, Captain?”
    “Not yet. And I’ll make sure your mail never gets read again. So you can write back to your . . . friend and tell him what’s what.”
    “You’re blackmailing me?”
    “No. Well, yes. But I’m proposing a mutually beneficial arrangement.”
    “Which would be what, exactly?”
    Turner leaned forward, propping his elbows on his knees. Ty narrowed his eyes. “I keep your secrets. You keep mine. And we both get to blow off a little steam in a way far more interesting than creating scrap metal targets for the rocket launchers.”
    Ty glanced around the racks, feeling himself growing warm. He met Turner’s eyes. “You’re blackmailing me to have sex with you?”
    “Well, when you put it that way, it sounds so crass.”
    “What exactly would you like me to call it?”
    “Crass works, I guess.”
    They stared at each other as Ty mulled it over, his stomach tumbling end over end. He really didn’t have much choice if he didn’t want to be exposed. Ty clenched his jaw. “Fuck off, Captain.”
    Turner clucked his tongue, then grinned. “I was hoping you might react that way.”
    Ty tried not to frown, but his confusion was clear.
    “You have backbone, I’ll give you that. Not afraid to tell an officer to go fuck himself. Good. I have a real proposition for you now. One I think you’ll want to give consideration to.”
    Ty shook his head and stood, growing angry enough to forget the man’s rank. Turner stood with him, both of them in the tight space between the racks.
    “Come with me, Corporal. There are matters we need to discuss.” Turner moved away, but Ty remained rooted to the spot. Turner looked over his shoulder. “That’s not a

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