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disrespectful.”
    Dixie let Ben take a drink before taking the bottle away. “I
can only imagine the scene you walked in on and I’m trying to do my best to
mend fences here, but don’t question my intentions with her. This isn’t just
some quick fling to forget about the horrors of war.” Okay, so maybe throwing
Ben’s relationship back in his face constituted a low blow. But he wanted to
make sure Ben knew where he stood.
    “So I don’t get to be pissed off because I fucked up two
years ago?”
    “You can be as pissed off as you want. But you did fuck up.
And I like her. A lot.”
    “Well, I like her, too. I thought that if I gave her time to
get to know me again she would forgive me for being such an asshole. Now, can I
have my bottle back or are you going to steal that too?”
    “Here.” He handed the bottle back to Ben. “And I didn’t
steal her.”
    Ben took a long drink that ended in a wince. “I know. And
that only makes it suck that much more.”
    The alcohol combined with the post-sex hormones made Dixie
feel warm and slightly fuzzy. Overall he liked the feeling. “I didn’t mean to
have sex with her, not right then—not like that. But I’m not going to say I
regret it.”
    Ben laughed. “I wouldn’t believe you if you said you did.”
    “Being around her makes me happy.” He took the bottle from
Ben and took another drink. He was going to have to stop drinking soon. Already
the room blurred around him and objects didn’t track when he moved his head.
    “Shit, man. You deserve to be happy.” Ben’s words sounded
slurred.
    “So do you.” He meant it too. They’d been through a lot
together. Saved each other’s asses more times than he could count.
    “No. I had her and threw her away.” He took another drink.
“I was such a fucking idiot. I brought this on myself. I deserve it.”
    “Will we be okay?” It was probably too soon to ask. And they
were both drunk at this point so he couldn’t really trust any answer Ben gave
him. But he had to know. “I don’t want to lose you.”
    Ben pulled him into an embrace, his warm breath washing over
Dixie’s neck. “It sucks, but I love you, man. I’m not going anywhere. We’ll
figure out a way to make it work.”
    Dixie almost believed him. He turned to thank Ben but before
he could say the words, he felt Ben’s lips on his. A bolt of shock swept
through him and cleared his alcohol-fogged brain. He loved Ben, just not in
that way. And he was fairly certain the alcohol could be blamed for the kiss.
But as he thought through their current problem, it did raise a couple of
interesting solutions he hadn’t thought of before. It wasn’t until he felt
Ben’s hand stroke his upper thigh that Dixie realized he’d let the kiss continue.
Yep. Very interesting indeed.

Chapter Four
     
    Ben jumped back and took a startled breath just as his hand
brushed against Dixie’s cock. “I’m sorry. I don’t know why I did that.”
    Dixie just sat back and quirked an eyebrow at Ben. “Really?
You don’t have any idea?”
    “No,” he insisted. He hadn’t kissed a guy since that one
disastrous day back in secondary school. Swore he never would again. “I
shouldn’t have drunk so much of the whiskey.”
    “So we’re going to blame this on alcohol and move on?”
    Why was Dixie pushing him on this? Couldn’t the man see how
uncomfortable the conversation made Ben? “Of course.” He rubbed his head in an
attempt at easing the headache that thumped mercilessly there. “What else could
it be?”
    “Before I take anyone into my squad, I do a background check
on them.”
    Ben looked up at the man. Really? He understood the military
doing checks, but the Coalition? They should be thankful for any warm body they
could get. Especially when that warm body came with Ben’s skill set. “And?”
    “You’re from Ontesys.”
    A cold fear filled him as he guessed where the conversation
was headed. “Yes I am.”
    “Was your family a duo or