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well.”
    She nodded. “ Por qué ?”
    He gazed at her face for a moment, and then looked down at his still very stiff sex. “My friend wouldn’t participate. He knows there’s no substitute for you.”
    “Really?” She had never known Landon’s “friend” not willing to participate.
    “Really, chica bella . Cross my heart, hope to die if I lie.”
    It was her turn to laugh, and she did so out of pure joy. Landon was hers, and hers alone.
    “It’s not funny, Maya.” There was a glint in his eyes. “It was a huge blow to my manhood.”
    She continued to laugh.
    “Maya!” He rolled on top of her.
    “A big soldier like you doesn’t have problems with his manhood.” She cupped his sex in her hand. “You just need the right commander to tell you what to do with it.”
    He closed his eyes for a moment and groaned, then opened them up again and kissed her nose. “I’m at your service, Commander. I’m very good at following orders.”
    Her eyebrows arched as she studied him. “Well then.” Her voice was husky. She brought up her forefinger to his temple, and gently traced down the side of his face, to his collarbone. “I’ve got a list of missions that must be completed before morning. Are you up for it, soldier?”
    He cleared his throat and smiled. “Yes, ma’am. I’m ready to fulfill all missions assigned to me. With pleasure.”

 
     
    Chapter Fifteen
     
     
    Landon woke the next morning, unsure of where he was, but expected to feel the crimps and kinks of being deployed and stuck in some barracks cot that didn’t meet his physical girth, or in a ditch he had dug the previous night.
    He was surprised to find none of that.
    Instead he registered the crisp morning ocean breeze, a soft bed beneath him, and a light sheet covering him. His feet were bare as they hung over the bed being caressed by air. And what was this next to him? She was soft and warm and smelled like vanilla….
    Jolting upright, he was unable to accept his reality in his sleeping state. He took a look around and yes, the doors were open, and they invited in the cool ocean breeze. He did have a light cotton sheet at his waist, and the best thing was Maya lying next to him.
    Sinking back down into the pillows, he wrapped himself around her. She sighed and curled into him.
    After they had made love last night, he called room service and ordered two cheeseburgers and a bottle of wine, which they ate out on the deck while talking quietly. The ocean was a huge black mass in front of them, the tips of the waves looking like dancing diamonds as the moon reflected off them.
    “How long will you stay?” she had asked in a quiet voice.
    “I don’t know, Maya.” He had longed to tell her that he wanted out, but withheld the information, hoping that Marty would come through for him. “I know I at least have two weeks.”
    “That’s it?”
    “It could be longer. I just don’t know.”
    At that point he had looked over at her and tears shimmered in her eyes under the moonlight.
    “Aw, shit. Maya. Come here, honey.”
    He pulled her over and sat her on his lap so that she straddled his legs and faced him. “We just have to make sure we don’t waste any time, okay?”
    She gave him a sad smile, nodded and then whispered, “Each time you go away I’m so scared I won’t see you again.”
    He hadn’t known what to say, because he simply couldn’t promise that she would see him again. If he did go back for one more mission, there could very well be a bullet out there with his name on it, ready to take his life. No, there were no promises to be made.
    Instead he kissed her.
    Snaking her arms around his neck, he let his hands travel up under his T-shirt she wore, feeling the gentle swell of her hips, her ribcage, and her breasts. His body responded with force.
    After a moment, she had opened the bathrobe he wore and taken his sex in her hand, gently sliding herself down on top of it. She had been wet and smooth as silk.
    As she rocked