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Izzy felt Drew’s wetness as she straddled Izzy’s left thigh and began to grind herself against it while kissing Izzy.

Their kiss was intimate and tender and Izzy heard Drew begin to moan into her mouth.

It took barely any time at all before Drew’s own orgasm tore though her and she cried out into Izzy’s mouth. Izzy lay still, holding her while she rode her orgasm out and they both lay tangled in each other’s bodies.

“I think I like you,” Drew whispered.

“Do you say everything that comes into your mind the way it is?”

“We have just one life. You either say it now or regret it later. About me liking you, you don't have to say it back, not until you genuinely feel that way.”

Isabel drew her closer, kissing the top of her head.

I like you, too.Izzy thought to herself. But it just felt way too scary to say it out loud.

Chapter Four

Drew

Drew had always been driven by a sense of duty and honor. Her posting to the special operations unit was the ultimate test of her skills, and in the last few days, she had done her best to prove herself as a professional pilot and well-organized operator in high-risk operations.

However, she was never prepared for the wave of emotions that usually hit her whenever she was with Izzy.

Lieutenant Colonel Oakley was a force to be reckoned with—tough, no-nonsense, and always in control. Her sharp jawline and piercing brown eyes seemed to bore into her soul as if she were being dared to make a mistake.

Drew found herself drawn to her confidence and expertise, but she was determined to keep her feelings in check.

After that night's confession, she knew it was better to take things slow and steady. After all, she was a professional, and she couldn't let her emotions compromise the mission.

They had spoken the next morning and agreed to leave things as they were. Just that incredible night together and they would remain friends with fond memories of that night in front of the open fire.

It wasn’t really what Drew wanted, but once Izzy’s clothes were back on, she had been determined that that was what would happen, so Drew agreed to it. What else could she do?

Obviously she still wanted Izzy. Obviously she still felt that familiar yearning in her groin every time she saw her, but it wasn’t to be and she needed to accept that.

As they worked together on a series of high-stakes operations, she found herself relying more and more on Isabel’s expertise. Isabel’s calm and steady presence was a balm to her frazzled nerves, and she usually looked forward to their briefings together.

As such, the events of one fateful night had her doubting her ability to remain professional.

They were on a stealth mission deep behind enemy lines when she made a critical mistake. She had misread the coordinates to the location, and they found themselves flying straight into an ambush.

Lieutenant Colonel Oakley’s voice was low and urgent in her earpiece. “Major, what's going on? We need to get out of here now!"

Her heart raced as she frantically tried to correct her mistake, but it was too late. They were surrounded, and the enemy was closing in.

So, she did the first thing that came into her mind. She landed the helicopter impromptu, and almost immediately, they started firing.

In a flash, Lieutenant Colonel Oakley took charge, her medical training kicking in as she dragged Drew to safety.

They huddled together behind a nearby rock, bullets whizzing overhead, as Izzy tended to a wound on the arm of one of the privates who had come along with them for the mission.

"Private Johns, I need you to stay calm," she growled at the ruddy looking boy, her eyes locked on him. "We'll get out of this, but you need to stay calm here.”

Drew felt a surge of gratitude mixed with a healthy dose of fear toward Isabel. She knew she had almost gotten them killed, and all because she had allowed thoughts of the delectable Izzy to fill her head.

As they huddled behind the rock, Isabel's hands moved swiftly and precisely, assessing the private’s wound and applying a tourniquet to stem the bleeding. But Drew's gaze was drawn to the other soldier lying nearby, his eyes pleading for help.

Isabel followed her gaze and nodded grimly.“Right, Private Johns will be ok. Nothing serious.”