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Once, twice, a hundred times his lips taste the nape of my
neck and I wonder if it’s possible to die of euphoria. He
meets my eyes only to cup my face in his hands and I’m
blushing through these walls from pleasure and pain and
impossibility.
“I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long.” His voice is husky,
uneven, deep in my ear.
I’m frozen in anticipation in expectation and I’m so worried
he’ll kiss me, so worried he won’t. I’m staring at his lips and
I don’t realize how close we are until we’re pulled apart.
3 distinct electronic screeches reverberate around the
room and Adam looks past me like he can’t understand
where he is for a moment. He blinks. And runs toward an
intercom to press the appropriate buttons. I notice he’s still
breathing hard.
I’m shaking in my skin.
“Name and number,” the voice of the intercom demands.
“Kent, Adam. 45B-86659.”
A pause.
“Soldier, are you aware the cameras in your room have
been deactivated?”
“Yes, sir. I was given direct orders to dismantle the
devices.”
“Who cleared this order?”
“Warner, sir.”
A longer pause.
“We’ll verify and confirm. Unauthorized tampering with
security devices may result in your immediate dishonorable
discharge, soldier. I hope you’re aware of that.”
“Yes, sir.”
The line goes quiet.
Adam slumps against the wall, his chest heaving. I’m not
sure but I could’ve sworn his lips twitched into the tiniest
smile. He closes his eyes and exhales.
I’m not sure what to do with the relief tumbling into my
hands.