No, he wasn’t jealous because she was with another man. He was jealous about the closeness she had with someone else. It wasn’t fair for him to be jealous; he knew that. Just because someone else was better off than him was no reason for him to feel jealously.
He couldn’t help it. How long had it been since he’d felt a woman’s touch? How long had it been since he’d went out for beers and a burger with friends of his? Did he even have friends?
There were the men at the Forest. He would consider them his friends – most of them, anyway. But at the same time, he had been their Sergeant. He’d been in control of them. He’d had to distance himself from most of the men. They understood that, and he understood that, but had it impacted his social life?
Did he not have friends?
And no
