“What’s so funny?” he asked, trying to catch his breath.

“You. You look like you came to put out a fire.”

“Well, when you put ASAP, I didn’t know what the hell was going on. Anyway, what’s up?”

I scooted over and tapped the seat, inviting him to sit down. “Alright. Alex knows something is up with Allen. We were working on radio systems in class today and had to do it in pairs. Allen called me out and offered to be my partner and I froze, totally disgusted. Well, Alex saw that and went haywire. He asked me what was going between us and I wouldn’t tell him.”

“Why? The guy is a douche. Maybe letting Alex kick his ass is what he needs.”

“Dalton, wake up. If Alex goes after him, which he will if he finds out some of the shit he’s said to me, everything will be blown, so you have to keep quiet. He already said he was coming to you, so please, do your best to not say anything. I know you think I’m crazy, but it’s for the best.”

“I do think you’re crazy, and I would love to see Allen get his ass kicked, but I get it. I’ll keep my mouth shut.”

“Thank you,” I said, finally able to smile. “Anyway, how was your weekend with Ben?”

A dreamy look spread across his face. Whatever happened, it must have gone well.

“It was awesome. We went to Palm Springs and stayed in a resort hotel. Played some golf, ate at amazing restaurants, did some shopping and had amazing sex. He said he’ll be back out for graduation in a couple of weeks.”

“That’s awesome. So are you a couple or what’s the deal?”

“I don’t know about that part. I mean, he’s super sweet and all, but I still don’t even know where I’ll be stationed, and long distance relationships rarely work out.”

“Well, I wouldn’t automatically rule it out. It sounds like he really likes you. What does he do?”

“He’s a paralegal.”

“Good job. I’m just glad you had a good weekend. You were so worried about it.”

“I know. Anyway, what about you. How was your weekend?”

“Oh, it was amazing. Alex took me to Huntington Beach. I’d never been to a beach before. He taught me how to boogie board, then we had a bonfire, cooked out, made s’mores, made love—“

“Whoa. Made love? Do tell.”

I laughed. It did sound a little strange for me, too. “Yes. We learned a whole lot about one another that night, and rough sex just didn’t feel appropriate. It warranted so much more.”

“Wow!”

“I know. Kind of shocked me too. So anyway, the next day, he took me sailing, and then-“

“And then?”

“And then, he shocked the hell out of me by taking me to meet his family.”

“What the fuck? Seriously?”

“Yes.”

“That’s huge. How did that go?”

“Well, I was nervous as hell, but it went well. His mom and sister are awesome, but his grandma, hmmmm, not so much.”

“Yikes. Did she say anything rude to you?”

“No, but she said it about me. She asked him, ‘who’s the white girl?’” I raised the pitch of my voice, mimicking the sounds of hers.

Dalton laughed, prompting me to finally laugh about it.

“Sounds like Grandma is old school.”

“Oh, she is. His sister told me that. It was a good visit. He has more people in his family than I’ve known in my entire life.”

“Glad you had a good time. So, are you two a couple?” he asked, slightly turning his head and scrunching his eyebrows.

I blew out a deep breath. “Yeah, I guess you can say that. And we’ll just have to make this long distance thing that you say never works, work.”

He laughed again.

Busy chatter filled the hallways as everyone began filing into the courtyard. Lunch had flown by, and now all I had to do was keep Dalton inaccessible for Alex.

Later that evening, after a quick study session, Dalton and I went to the gym to do some light cardio. Alex texted and let me know that Sgt. Major Thomas just wanted him to sign some paperwork and possibly send him away for some radio seminar for a few days. I was able to relax once I found out why she was calling for him, but anxiety still sat inside of me as I realized now he was free to interrogate whomever he wanted about Allen. I had hoped that he would just let it be, but of course as soon as he told me, I’m letting that go like I’m letting you go. Get over it, I knew he was hell bent on finding out and destroying him. If I could keep him out of the specifics of what Allen had actually said to me that might placate him just a bit, and not turn him into a maniacal body crusher. Hearing his story over the weekend of what he did to the guy that hit his sister let me know that where the women he loved were concerned, he had no limits, no boundaries.

The next couple of days were filled with Alex’s inquisition. He was relentless, pulling students aside to try and find some dirt, but luckily no one besides Dalton really had anything, and he did much better at keeping quiet than I gave him credit for. Alex had asked him about everything and Dalton, being the smart friend that he was, simply told him that Allen was a loud mouth and because I ran mine too, Allen and I had gotten into a couple of arguments. When Alex pressed him further, he said he didn’t know anything else. Alex went even further, even underhandedly threatening Dalton, but my dear friend still gave nothing up. I could have kissed him when I found out. I thought for sure the rough exterior of Alex when he was pissed and on a mission would have broken Dalton, but it didn’t. He held his ground, even though he said he thought Alex was ready to snap his neck if he didn’t give him what he wanted. I could only laugh at that and thank him profusely. Dealing with Alex was definitely no easy task, but he did it, even if he didn’t agree with my reasoning.

Friday, Alex texted me and told me to be ready for a taxi at the Subway again around eighteen hundred because he wanted to spend time with me. He had been given temporary orders to travel to a joint forces base in Florida, so he’d be gone for the weekend, sitting in on a presentation for a new radio system that would be coming in. I hated the thought of it. He would be leaving first thing in the morning and wouldn’t be back until Tuesday.  Even though it was only a few days, every day that we had together was precious because there was a good chance that at the end of this course, we’d be split up, living on opposite coasts with different time zones and different training and deployment schedules. That thought sickened me even more, so I let it go and focused on enjoying my night with him.

I let Dalton know where I’d be, and he decided to go to Subway and have dinner with me, then take the taxi out in town and do a little shopping so that it didn’t look suspicious that I was leaving all by myself. He was always thinking where my mind was lacking. When I got to Alex’s house, Dalton told me to text him and let him know when I needed him to come back and get me. I hugged him and thanked him for everything, especially for incurring the wrath of Alex and still standing by me. He brushed it off and kissed my forehead as I got out and walked up the driveway.

Alex opened the door wearing nothing but a pair of PT shorts. My eyes immediately darted to his chest. His body was pure perfection, and at times I couldn’t believe that I had open ended access to it. He pulled me in, kissing me hard before whispering, “You’re wearing too much clothing.” He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder, carrying me away to the living room where Natasha was straddling Riley on the couch. She looked up and smiled while trying to pull her shirt down.

“Hey, Cassie. Nice to see you again.”

“Hi,” I said, trying to free myself from Alex’s hold. I reached down and pinched his ass--even though I didn’t get much since it was hard like a plate of steel--and he finally let me go. “What are you two up to tonight?”

“I’m hoping Chris can make me scream all night long like Alex did to you the other night. We can have a contest.”

Alex laughed. “No one can do the shit I do, so you’ve already lost. And anyway, we aren’t staying. I’m leaving for the weekend, and I need my girl all to myself.”

“Well, sounds like you’re getting fucked somewhere else. Enjoy it, Cassie.”

I laughed. Natasha was a blunt chick who made no qualms about anything she had to say.

“Have a good night you two,” Riley called out. “I’ll finally get to use that island the way it’s intended to be used.”

I wanted to throw up in my mouth. Riley and Natasha naked, on top of the kitchen island? The thought made me never want to eat food up there again. Alex didn’t say anything: instead, he took my hand and walked us back to his room. He quickly removed his PT shorts, then put on a pair of jeans, foregoing the boxers or any sort of underwear. A slight grin crossed my lips as I thought about how easy he was making it on himself to get to me.

We left the house, not saying goodbye to Riley or Natasha since they were back in his bedroom, moans crashing through the walls as the headboard knocked loudly. I hoped that they would stay back there and leave the kitchen a clean place to eat, but Natasha seemed like a wild child.