Chapter Sixteen
Duncan opened his eyes as the first pale light brightened the room. Leda slept on, pressed against his side. Since yesterday afternoon, the three of them had spent almost the entire time in bed, with Ian and Duncan taking turns making love to her. They’d had a light supper before finally falling asleep.
In the half-light he saw Ian’s head resting on her breast. Duncan watched them, listening to their quiet breathing, grateful that Ian was alive and they were together -- and felt suddenly plagued by serious concerns. Like Leda, he worried over the prospect of Ian’s being sent back to the Front. However, judging from his own experience of war and the damage it did to a man’s nerves and will, he doubted that Ian would be fit for command again.
It was just as well. Ian wa
