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keeping behind it as I went. When I got it down, I knelt and rolled it up enough to move it. My quads ached from all the squatting.
I managed the transition from the back of the truck to the ground underneath without any incidents. The tarp now lay in a pile right under the bumper, ready to provide a thin, relatively useless layer between Alexis and a high-powered rifle. It sucked, but it was all I had.
“Are you ready?” I whispered to her.
She swallowed and whispered back, “I guess so.”
“Look along the side of the hill. Do you see that opening about twenty yards down?”
She squinted against the sun that bounced around off all the naked, pale surfaces, finally nodding when she spotted the place I’d pointed out.
“That’s where you’re heading. They teach us to watch for potential fallback positions, so I saw it as we passed. Here’s what you’re going to do: scoot out from under here, but stay crouched down. Get that tarp and pull the edge up over your head. Stay low, but go as fast as you can. Keep your back to the road and head straight to that cave. I’ll be right behind you. It’ll all be fine, I promise.”
She looked at me with those big eyes. God, it was all I could do to keep from reaching out and pulling her to me for a kiss. Anything to take that fear away.
“And Alexis? No matter what you hear, don’t stop.” I could see the doubt cross her face, the beginning of an argument simmering. I put my finger up against her lips, caught for a moment in the vision of their plump moistness wrapped around that finger and other things. Fuck. Near-death experiences didn’t seem to do a damn thing to deter my dick.
“Don’t argue with me. I mean it. If you hear gunshots, if you do or don’t hear me behind you, no matter what you hear, keep going. Your job is to keep that tarp over your head and get to that cave as fast as you can. Got it?”
Her voice broke as she whispered. “Yeah.” Then, in a move that completely shocked me, she leaned over and pressed a sweet, soft kiss on my lips. And she was gone, scooting forward from under the truck and wrapping the tarp around her crouching form.
I was so blown away by the kiss I almost missed the fact that she was now standing up and running toward the hillside. I bolted out from under the truck, M4 in hand, my eyes scanning the opposite side of the ravine. We made it about halfway there before a shot rang out, chipping the rock just behind my head.
“Fuck!” I muttered to myself as I flattened my back against the rock and pointed my gun, shuffling quickly toward the cave. To her credit, Alexis didn’t slow down, and she was three quarters of the way to what I hoped was safety.
Another shot rang out and exploded even farther behind me. My brain calculated that it must have been the same guy who’d taken shots at me in front of the truck, and he wasn’t in range or at the right angle to get us as we headed for the cave. Hoping I was right, I turned my back to him and ran, arriving just behind Alexis, safe—at least for the moment.
A lexis and I spent that first day in the cave trying to recover from nearly being blown up. I didn’t want to tell her that it was unlikely anyone would be able to get to us until the next day. A rescue mission in the dark would be virtually useless. I also knew that if the insurgents had this whole canyon tied up, it was going to be damn hard for my guys to find a way in. The stress was fraying Alexis’s nerves, so I tried to do whatever I could to alleviate her anxieties.
When it started to get dark and the temperature dropped, I got out the blankets I’d packed up from the truck. We were lucky that the cave was deep and there wasn’t much debris inside—only a few large rocks and lots of flat dirt.
“I can put one of these down underneath and you can use the other one on top so you don’t have to lie in the dirt,” I told her as she sat staring out the opening to the cave.
She turned toward me and I
I managed the transition from the back of the truck to the ground underneath without any incidents. The tarp now lay in a pile right under the bumper, ready to provide a thin, relatively useless layer between Alexis and a high-powered rifle. It sucked, but it was all I had.
“Are you ready?” I whispered to her.
She swallowed and whispered back, “I guess so.”
“Look along the side of the hill. Do you see that opening about twenty yards down?”
She squinted against the sun that bounced around off all the naked, pale surfaces, finally nodding when she spotted the place I’d pointed out.
“That’s where you’re heading. They teach us to watch for potential fallback positions, so I saw it as we passed. Here’s what you’re going to do: scoot out from under here, but stay crouched down. Get that tarp and pull the edge up over your head. Stay low, but go as fast as you can. Keep your back to the road and head straight to that cave. I’ll be right behind you. It’ll all be fine, I promise.”
She looked at me with those big eyes. God, it was all I could do to keep from reaching out and pulling her to me for a kiss. Anything to take that fear away.
“And Alexis? No matter what you hear, don’t stop.” I could see the doubt cross her face, the beginning of an argument simmering. I put my finger up against her lips, caught for a moment in the vision of their plump moistness wrapped around that finger and other things. Fuck. Near-death experiences didn’t seem to do a damn thing to deter my dick.
“Don’t argue with me. I mean it. If you hear gunshots, if you do or don’t hear me behind you, no matter what you hear, keep going. Your job is to keep that tarp over your head and get to that cave as fast as you can. Got it?”
Her voice broke as she whispered. “Yeah.” Then, in a move that completely shocked me, she leaned over and pressed a sweet, soft kiss on my lips. And she was gone, scooting forward from under the truck and wrapping the tarp around her crouching form.
I was so blown away by the kiss I almost missed the fact that she was now standing up and running toward the hillside. I bolted out from under the truck, M4 in hand, my eyes scanning the opposite side of the ravine. We made it about halfway there before a shot rang out, chipping the rock just behind my head.
“Fuck!” I muttered to myself as I flattened my back against the rock and pointed my gun, shuffling quickly toward the cave. To her credit, Alexis didn’t slow down, and she was three quarters of the way to what I hoped was safety.
Another shot rang out and exploded even farther behind me. My brain calculated that it must have been the same guy who’d taken shots at me in front of the truck, and he wasn’t in range or at the right angle to get us as we headed for the cave. Hoping I was right, I turned my back to him and ran, arriving just behind Alexis, safe—at least for the moment.
A lexis and I spent that first day in the cave trying to recover from nearly being blown up. I didn’t want to tell her that it was unlikely anyone would be able to get to us until the next day. A rescue mission in the dark would be virtually useless. I also knew that if the insurgents had this whole canyon tied up, it was going to be damn hard for my guys to find a way in. The stress was fraying Alexis’s nerves, so I tried to do whatever I could to alleviate her anxieties.
When it started to get dark and the temperature dropped, I got out the blankets I’d packed up from the truck. We were lucky that the cave was deep and there wasn’t much debris inside—only a few large rocks and lots of flat dirt.
“I can put one of these down underneath and you can use the other one on top so you don’t have to lie in the dirt,” I told her as she sat staring out the opening to the cave.
She turned toward me and I
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