“The kiss,” he admits, his voice lowering. “It…it never should have happened.” Relief courses through me. “Right?” I crack a smile. Thank gods he feels the same way. “And it doesn’t mean we’re not friends.” “The best of friends,” he agrees, but his eyes are heavy with a sadness I don’t understand. “And it’s not that I don’t want you—” “What?” My eyebrows rise. “What are you saying?” Are our wires somehow crossed? “I’m saying the same thing you are.” Two lines appear between his brows. “It’s incredibly frowned upon to have a physical relationship with anyone in our chain of command.” “Oh.”
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STFU. GOD!
