My latest battle had nothing to do with The Company, the rebels, or any other faction. It was out-and-out warfare between my head and my heart. Keeping it cool during daylight, versus nighttime, when I unleashed my passion for him. ... Turned out the Wilderness was a lot more hostile than me.
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You’re an assignment, not an assignation. Soon as I get your pretty boy ass through the Wilderness and deliver you to the Outpost, you’re no more than a stain to spit-shine off my boots.
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So damn pigheaded. I’ve studied you, not to report you, Caspar, but because I want a relationship with you.
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For the first time I had the best of both worlds--a mission to live for and a man to love.
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You're doing it wrong."
"Son, I've got a gun to your chest and you're telling me that I'm doing it wrong?"
"Yes"
"How?"
"Closer isn't better." He disarmed her with a swift motion, then offered the weapon back to her. "Further away you are, the less unpredictable I can be."
Della's eyes had opened wide with surprise, but she recovered fast. Took the shotgun back and said, "Okay. Knock again so we can start over.
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So those are your roommates, eh? What're the odds of having three gay-or-at-least-bi guys in one house, do you think?"
"Who knows. Just too bad I couldn't have used those odds to win the lottery instead."
"You did win the lottery. The gay roommate lottery."
Rob turned his attention to his cereal. "I don't consider it a win unless I'm getting laid out of it.
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