Laura
The stupid, smug smile, dimple popping son of a b***h had left me high and dry. Literally left me with my titties out and an undeniable need between my legs. It just went to prove my point. Army guys were trouble. I should have remembered my own rules and stayed well clear, but no, I had to go panting after him like every other desperate woman in this town.
Swearing like a sailor, I slammed the mug down onto the countertop. I was so worked up, so angry that I couldn’t even sit down. Sleeping was out of the question, even though I was exhausted. Why did I have to be like every other woman and fall for one of their charms? They weren’t the kind of men you could rely on. With men like Oz, the job would always come first.
I didn’t even know why I was angry. It wasn’t like I expected a
