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together, talking about something. They were
probably discussing tactics and information. One day he’d be a part
of that group. One day.

    “ Like war, only
worse,” Jericho said and Ambra gave him a worried look. Jericho
grinned and grabbed her around the waist, pulling her up to him.
“Nothing to worry about, I won’t let the nasty Varkans anywhere
near you, sweets.”

    She frowned and pushed him
off her. Remi wished they’d both get it over with and admit they
were in love. Their constant playful jesting and teasing made it
blindly obvious to everyone but them apparently. He noticed Ambra
glance at Jericho, her cheeks flushed. Jericho gave her a wide
grin.

    Remi clenched his fists.
“I won’t let them near any of you.”

    “ Those are
fighting words,” Jericho said and playfully punched him on the arm.
He winced when his shoulder grated. Jericho look worried now. “You
sure you’re up for this? Maybe you should get your nurse to check
you over one last time... real close like... an all over inspection
from her could send a soldier to his death a happy man.”

    Ambra hit Jericho in the
chest and glared.

    Remi ignored him and the
rest of his squadron as they joined in. His thoughts drifted to the
nurse in question. Jericho was right in a way. He had to see
her.

    Everyone fell silent when
the captains returned to their squadrons. Remi listened
half-heartedly to the orders they were being given, his mind still
on Emmanuelle. He couldn’t leave for Varka Two without letting her
know his feelings and discovering her own.

    “ You have
thirty minutes to prepare for launch,” his captain said and he
looked up at him.

    Thirty minutes.

    He had to see
her.

    He pushed through the
crowd, not answering Jericho’s shouted questions as he focused on
getting to her. He only had thirty minutes before he had to board
the ship that would take him away from her to Varka Two. His
shoulder was the perfect excuse to see her again.

    He made his way up through
the decks to her office. Its location was fixed in his mind now. He
could find it blindfolded. Reaching the door, he knocked and it
slid open.

    “ Lieutenant
Lyra IV, I thought you’d be en route to Varka Two by now.” There
was a hint of nerves in her voice when she mentioned the name of
the planet. She knew his file and knew that Varka Two was where
he’d lost his arm. Her concern touched him and gave him the courage
to continue.

    “ I left in a
hurry earlier and didn’t let you finish your work on my shoulder. I
thought it best to get it checked out completely before I go into
battle.”

    He sat on her inspection
table, nerves turning his stomach. She put down the computer pad
she had been reading and walked over to him. Her thigh brushed his
knee as she stopped close to him.

    “ You’ll have to
take your shirt off.” There was a hint of seduction to her voice, a
low sensuality that made him warm inside. Her fingers brushed his
neck by his collar and worked downwards towards the buttons of his
shirt. Clearly she wasn’t expecting him to undress himself this
time.

    His heart accelerated when
she leaned towards him, her hands grazing his arms as she pulled
his shirt down them. Her shoulder pressed against his chest and he
tilted his head towards her, closing his eyes as he breathed in her
soft perfume.

    “ Call me Remi,”
he whispered into her ear. She tensed and paused at her work. When
she straightened up slightly, her mouth was close to his. He could
feel her breath against his face, unsteady and trembling. She
stayed there a moment before moving away.

    He watched her fiddling
with the instruments on the tray. He was making her nervous. Did
that mean she liked him too? He should’ve asked his brother how to
read women. He’d never been any good at it.

    Emmanuelle teetered on the
brink of calling him Remi as he’d asked her to. It wasn’t her place
though. She couldn’t break the rules. The army was her home now. If
they discharged her she