They were pretty much packed now and just waiting for Laurie to give the go ahead.
“Sloppy Joes for lunch?” Wheat asked as he hovered over the selection.
“Mmm.” But Laurie seemed distracted.
“What’s bothering you?”
“I was wondering…” Laurie worried his lower lip. “That is…Can we…uh…make love before we go?”
“Yes.” Wheat wasn’t going to object to that in the least, especially if Laurie saw it as making love and not as f*****g. For the past three days, Wheat had been feeling fine—he had been serious about his rapid recovery time. In addition, there was no telling what awaited them outside the shelter of the bunker. They might never have another opportunity. Wheat left the MRE’s on the shelf and reached for him.
Laurie abruptly backed away and began to swear.
“What?”
“No supplies.” The
