Chapter Thirteen
When Lena stepped into the cafeteria, she saw most of the men were already at breakfast. That was to be expected, they rolled outta bed ahead of the women and their waistlines never seemed to concern them: Eggs, bacon, home-fries, flapjacks with butter and syrup, toasted bread with jam. All of it was fair game. And they woofed it down with gallons of coffee. She scanned the room and spotted Jocko sitting off by himself, poking the yolk of an egg with the corner of his toast.
Jocko spotted her coming and immediately lost his appetite. He had a vision of her freaking out right in the middle of the cafeteria, accusing him of f*****g her in the ass, and with all the guys listening in, they’d be holding their guts, rolling on the floor and laughing themselves sick. He’d be ca
