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“I don’t want her getting the wrong idea,” he explained. “Archer was right about that. And we did promise to keep this relationship from her, at least for now. I’ve already broken some promises to Archer, so I want to make sure I keep this one. Is that all right?”

“No, yeah, totally!” I said. “I’ll head out…”

He grabbed my arm and pulled me back against him. “Maybe five more minutes of cuddling. I don’t want to let go of you just yet.” His hand slid down my back and gave my rump a healthy smack.

Relationship, I thought as I closed my eyes and savored the feel of his body.I like the sound of that.

20

Jordy

Training the Ukrainians was fulfilling work, but it was also exhausting. We were up early, flew across the Black Sea, spent all day training, and then flew back. Even though we were totally safe and far away from the front lines of the ongoing war with Russia, there was still the fear that a Russian ship might mistake our helicopter for an enemy combatant and try to swat us out of the air with a missile. I found myself remaining tense during the flights, and didn’t relax until we touched down at the airfield outside Istanbul.

But then we came home to Kaylee, and it made it all worth it. Seeing her was a daily reminder of why we were stretching ourselves to the limit. I knew I would march into hell and back if it meant creating a better life for her. And I was happy we didn’t have to wait months to see her again, like we would have if we sent her away to summer camp as we had originally planned. Coming home to her soothed my soul in a way I never could have understood before becoming a father.

And then there was Trish…

When Kaylee went to bed, Trish and I had our own fun. It became a nightly routine, but there was nothingroutineabout the way we had sex. We were like horny teenagers that were eager to try every position possible. One night, Trish got on her knees in the bedroom and gave me a fast, eager blowjob. She practically sucked the life out of me, and had me coming within minutes. But she didn’t let go—she kept her lips wrapped around my cock and gazed up at me through her eyelashes as I came, drinking in the sight of my pleasure. And when she had swallowed every drop, she pushed me down onto the bed and rode me like I was her own personal sex toy. To hell with my refractory period; it was so hot that I stayed as hard as steel inside of her, and came again sometime between Trish’s second and third orgasm.

The next day, while we were in Ukraine, we got word that there was extra air traffic over our flight pattern home, so we decided to play it safe and spend the night at the Ukrainian base. The local guys loved it, and broke out a case of Odessa vodka to drink. We took shots with them, shared a beef stew that tasted heavily of paprika, and sang Ukrainian marching songs until long after sundown.

We eventually retired to our bunks in the barracks. Harrison was snoring as soon as his head hit the pillow. But on the bunk next to mine, Archer’s face was lit up by the glow of his cell phone.

“Doing the Wordle?” I asked.

“Already did it this morning. Got it in three tries.”

“Then what are you doing?”

“Keeping up with Trish. Letting her know we’re all right.”

“You’ve been texting her a lot,” I said.

He shrugged. “She’s been sending me photographs of Kaylee.” He tossed the phone over to me. The most recent message was a selfie of both Trish and Kaylee in bed, reading a bedtime story. I smiled at the sight of our daughter, but my gaze lingered on Trish. I scrolled up to look for more photos, and saw that there were alotof texts between them. Before I could snoop too much, I tossed the phone back.

“I’m glad you’ve come around,” I said. “To having them with us, I mean.”

“It’s quite nice,” Archer replied, thumbs already a flurry of activity as he texted back. “Trish is a wonderful woman. I can’t blame you for fancying her on this trip, rather than waiting until we got home.”

I frowned over at him. Archer hated admitting he was wrong, especially in a situation where he could act superior. The sudden softening of his attitude was strange.

I’m glad he’s warming up to her, I thought as I rolled over in my bunk.

We worked with the troops the next day, then flew home in the early afternoon. Kaylee was overjoyed to see us, and squeezed me extra tight when we walked through the door.

“How much longer is this contract?” Trish asked as we ate an early dinner.

“Getting sick of Turkey?” Harrison asked.

“No, I’m having so much fun here!” Trish replied. “We went into the markets again yesterday and bought some Turkish delight. Did you know it’s just gummy candy?”

“I loved it!” Kaylee squealed. “We brought a bunch back to share!”

“We have been here eight days, and it is likely we will remain for another ten,” Archer explained. “Perhaps fifteen. It depends on how quickly they learn the new equipment that is arriving soon.” Archer grimaced. “I am sorry I cannot give you a more concrete timeline.”

“No, it’s totally fine!” Trish replied, gesturing with her fork. “I was just curious if you knew. Kaylee and I will keep having fun however long it takes, isn’t that right?”

Our daughter’s mouth was full, so she bobbed her head in agreement instead.

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