when it came to his missions—he relied on his strength and took the shortest path.
Laura sensed movement behind her, and suddenly she was flanked.
“Mm-hmm,” Camryn McNab drawled to Laura’s left. “Nothing I like better than watching two prime specimens of men beating each other up.” The Squad Nine soldier was a statuesque glamazon with short, feathered hair and dark, gleaming skin.
“I just like to watch prime specimens.” This from Sienna Rossi, a curvy brunette and another Squad Nine member. Her gaze was glued to the fight. “Wish they had their shirts off, though.”
A snort to Laura’s right. A short, compact female was also watching the fight, although her gaze came back to Laura. Mackenna Carides, second-in-command of Squad Nine, was a force to be reckoned with, regardless of her height. “Sienna, you wish all men walked around with their shirts off.”
The brunette sighed. “I sure do.”
“I take it Squad Nine isn’t out on a mission,” Laura said.
Mac shook her head. “Nope. Day off. But we are on call. Theron and Taylor are running a self-defense course for the base’s women next door.”
Laura’s eyes widened. “Oh, I bet Theron loves that.” Theron was a tall, silent mountain of a man. He preferred to be on a mission, reading, or drinking a beer with his squad mates. As far as she knew, talking was not high on his list of fun things to do, and Laura knew some of the base’s women loved to talk.
Mac smiled. “No, he does not.”
“And Roth?” Laura didn’t spot Squad Nine’s leader anywhere in the gym.
“Oh, please.” Cam waved a hand. “That man…if we aren’t on a mission or in debrief, he’s got Avery holed up in their quarters and they’re banging each other’s brains out.”
Laura fought a smile. Roth and former CCIA agent, Avery, had survived crash-landing on a mission, being taken hostage by rogue humans, and being attacked by aliens. Laura had no idea how the two of them had managed to fall in love in the middle of all that, but they had.
A lump lodged in Laura’s throat. Roth was another soldier who reminded her of Jake. He was tall, broad, dedicated to his squad and his job. He was a protector, like Jake had been. She was thrilled he and Avery had found each other, but God, it made her feel so empty at the same time.
She blindly turned back to the mat and her gaze found Noah. He was scowling at Marcus, rubbing his jaw. Then he laughed. His dark hair was pulled back and she got the image of him standing at the helm of a pirate ship, legs braced for the roll of the sea, his intelligent gaze focused on the horizon and whatever treasure he was planning to plunder.
Sienna sighed. “I’d like to be banging someone’s brains out.”
“Thought you were snuggling up with that schoolteacher,” Mac said.
Sienna wrinkled her nose. “Didn’t work out. He was a little intimidated, I think.”
Cam sighed too. “I’d like sex, too. But no one’s taken my fancy.”
Laura cleared her throat. She noticed things, things others sometimes missed. “Oh? I thought I noticed you paying great attention to Hemi Rahia.”
Cam made a choking sound, and Sienna and Mac turned with wide, interested gazes.
“That Neanderthal from Squad Three?” Cam spluttered. “No. No way in hell.”
“When I’m questioning someone and they protest too much…” Laura let it hang.
Cam’s dark eyes narrowed and she thrust a hand on her hip. “How about we talk about you watching Mr. Sexy King of the Geeks like he’s a hot fudge sundae and you’re suffering with a sugar craving, instead?”
Laura’s mouth slammed shut. The other women rounded on her now…but just then, the base sirens started wailing. It wasn’t the evacuation alarm, but the signal for the squads.
“Shit.” Mac straightened and all signs of teasing vanished from her face. “Got to run. Bye Laura.”
The women jogged out, along with several other squad soldiers who’d been working out. Marcus