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Hell, he’d taken time to show her the sunset and compare her to its beauty. If that wasn’t romantic, Erin didn’t know what was.
    Burying her face in her pillow, she wept for what she couldn’t have, and what would never be. They were two very different people, so close, but worlds apart. And she wept even more, knowing he could well be the very best thing that had ever happened in her life.

Chapter Three
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    C aesar had just returned to his quarters when Lieutenant Reed Tucker ducked his head in. “We’ve got a mission. Meet in the ops tent in fifteen.”
    Irish glanced at him, glowering. “There went my plan for having dinner with Lt. Baumer.”
    “Like that was going to happen.” Caesar grabbed a towel, shucked his tennis shoes and dug his toes into flip-flops. He’d had a similar idea of hanging out by Erin’s building and following her to the mess hall at dinner. Anything to spend more time together after their crazy coupling in the shadow of the supply building. He regretted they wouldn’t have more time with each other tonight.
    But that was the nature of his world. Tonight, they were on Uncle Sam’s dime and time.
    He hurried to the shower building, ducked beneath the trickle of water and washed off the sweat and dust he’d accumulated on his jog. Not that the cleansing made a difference. By the time he dressed in his uniform and body armor, he was sweating all over again.
    “At least we won’t be sitting around tonight polishing our weapons.” Similarly equipped, Irish slapped his armor-covered chest. “Let’s go get some action.”
    They were the last two to enter the ops building, and they stood at the rear of the room as their commander briefed them on the mission.
    “Early this morning, a German convoy was attacked by the Taliban. Two Germans were killed and four were taken hostage.” The commander pointed to a position on the map. “Intel just arrived that the soldiers are being held in a small village in the hills north of Fayzabad. Our state department wants us to get them out alive.”
    He explained the plan, gave them the coordinates, and they collected the weapons they’d need to accomplish the directive.
    The men exited the building and headed for the flight line and the waiting helicopters.
    As Caesar strode toward the aircraft, he pushed his troubles with Erin to the back of his mind, his thoughts focusing on the mountains and the task he had to complete. He almost didn’t feel the hand on his arm until pressure jerked him to the side.
    Irish stood beside the path, waiting for the rest of their team to pass before he leaned close to Caesar. “Nacho, you got company.” He tipped his head toward the gap between buildings.
    Lt. Erin McGee moved in the shadows, wearing the shorts and running shoes she’d had on earlier when they’d made love. Her hands rested on her hips as she paced back and forth.
    “Go on, I’ll catch up,” Caesar said, but he couldn’t rip his gaze from her agitated movements.
    Irish took off, chuckling. “Lucky dog.”
    Making sure none of his teammates saw him, he ducked into the shadows and stood in front of the nurse who’d been on his mind all too much lately. “Hey.”
    “Hey, yourself.” She glanced down at her tennis shoes, gnawing at her bottom lip.
    The move made Caesar want to do the same.
    “I heard you were headed out.”
    “Yeah.” When she didn’t say anything, he glanced over his shoulder at the tail end of the group headed for the landing pad. “I have to go.”
    “I know.” Finally, she glanced up. “Even though everything about…you and me…can only be wrong, please come back safely.” The last words came out in a rush, and she flung her arms around his neck, pressing her lips against his.
    She hadn’t put on her bra and he’d bet she wasn’t wearing panties. His cock hardened as he pulled her shirt from the waistband of her shorts. He slipped his hands inside and up her naked back. Madre de Dios , she felt so