Chapter 15
“I need your help.”
With the glow of sharing their first ‘I love yous’ still warming her veins, Annette had to admit to being close to sleep.
It was a trust thing for her, but the only thing was, Mars didn’t know that yet. The more content she was, the more at ease, the easier it was for her to sleep. Since they’d come together, even with the relative chaos of the past week, what with challenges and shootings and injuries, she’d slept more than she had since… ever.
Okay, tad exaggeration. But it felt like forever since she’d first shipped out to a war zone and that was when s**t had gone south. Safety, after being in the thick of air strikes and bombings as well as IED blasts and the regular firefights between US infantry forces and insurgents, was a relative concept.
Sure,
