Tom uttered a muffled curse. He desperately wanted Ursula. Of course it was strictly f*******n to bring a German into the barracks, but he knew there were ways – others had done it before him.
Weighing guilt about breaking the rules against the throbbing need to make love to Ursula, he did exactly what she’d asked him to. He stopped being sensible, just for a little while.
“Come with me, but you can’t be seen,” he said and then led her back to the barracks. There was a small hole in the fence next to one of the barracks, a place that had been used countless times for nightly visits. It was already getting dark when he showed her the clandestine entrance and how to get to his barracks unseen. There, he would wait for her and let her inside through the window.
The excitement and nerves re
