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tricky. So we switched positions and I
rode him, hoping that the tent’s walls were not in any way transparent. My head
kept hitting the metal rods, so I had to bend down, which provided Henry ample
access to my breasts. He grasped them in his hands, devouring each one in turn,
while I rocked back and forth carefully. I tried to memorize the way he filled
me up, the sexy growl he made when I squeezed him extra hard. He was in so
deep, he was pressing against my core.
    I covered his
mouth with my own when I came, afraid to make too much noise should the
neighbors overhear, but what I really wanted to do was shout, to rant and rave
that it wasn’t fair. I had finally found the love of my life but now he had to
leave. I pressed all of the emotion into a kiss, knowing that Henry shared it
with me, felt it with me. We were nothing if not two parts of a greater whole.
    Later, we
unzipped the roof canopy and looked up at the stars as
we lay wrapped up in each other. The evening air was cool, but Henry was warm
and chased away the chills brought on by the fear.
    “Are you scared?”
I asked, playing with his dog tags, trying not to think of what they represent.
    “No. This is what
I’ve been training for,” he said. “A lot of people will be relying on me to
keep them safe.”
    But whose job was
it to keep Henry safe?
    “I’m sure you’ll
be fine,” I said, pushing the thought away. I could be such an Eeyore
sometimes.
    “Els,” he began
tentatively. “What do you want us, this ,
to be?”
    I twisted my head
to look up at him. “What do you want?”
    “I want you to be
mine only,” he said and added with a grin, “and wearing that Lara Croft costume
at all times, but for my eyes only.”
    “Greedy.”
    He fixed that
intense blue gaze on me. “I’ve waited a hell of a long time for you. I’m not
about to share with anyone else.”
    “I want you all
to myself too,” I said. “And if anyone tries to steal you from me, I will shank
a bitch.”
    I felt the
vibrations through his chest as he chuckled. “So it’s settled. You’re my
girlfriend.”
    “It’s settled,” I
said with a happy little nod. “What would you have done if I’d said I wanted to
see other people?”
    He shrugged, his
confidence so disarming. “Never even occurred to me.”

 
    Henry gently
shook me awake from a dream, pulling me away from the gunshots and blood. “You
were having a bad dream again,” he said, rubbing my arm.
    “I wasn’t
screaming, was I?”
    “No. You were
breathing weird, almost like you were sobbing.”
    It was early yet
and I was still sleepy, but I fought to keep my eyes open if only to keep the
gory images away. I couldn’t even think about who would comfort me from the bad
dreams once Henry left. I guess it would have to be me for a while.
    He reached for
the watch he’d hung on the tent rod. “Go back to sleep. It’s only five.”
    “Henry,” I
whispered, pressing a hand to his chest. “Make love to me.”
    His heart began
to race under my palm and I knew what he was thinking, what we were both
refusing to acknowledge: that this was the final time we would be making love
before he boarded that plane.
    His voice broke
when he said, “I love you, Elsie.” He kissed me as he lifted my leg. I gasped
when he pushed his way in, my raw nerves singing as he filled me up once more.
We made love on our sides, he grasping my hip for leverage as he drove into me.
His movements were less gentle, more urgent, and I matched him, trying to
prolong the end that would inevitably come. But all too soon, I came shuddering
around him, which triggered his own release. He clutched at my hip, gripping me
to him as he gasped against my ear.
    “I love you so
much,” I choked out, hugging him so tight I could barely breathe. “Come back to
me.”
     
    ~

 
    All too soon, the
time came to say goodbye. We stood in the parking lot on base, a motley crew of
airmen and their family. Henry held my hand as we stood on the