Chapter 4: chapter 4

So I don't think it's that bad but there are some spots where it might be a little graphic. I don't think it's that bad but what do you expect? I did say she used to be an assassin. Well anyways, enjoy the story!

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We arrive at base and Brock is taken to the military doctor right away. We go back to our tent. We see Alex sitting there, waiting for us. When we walk in, he breathes a sigh of relief.

“Worried for us Alex?” I ask.

His face heats up and he looks away.

“N-No! I was just making sure we got what we needed.” He says.

I laugh and hug him. He stiffens and then I release him.

“You’re so cute!” I say.

“W-What?” Alex looks taken aback.

I laugh at him again.

“Yep, adorable. I know what your nickname is.” I say.

Alex looks at me, waiting for me to respond.

“Glitch.” I say.

“What? Why?” He asks.

“Because you’re a tech wiz but can’t even handle a little girl like me. It’s adorable.” I say.

“I can handle girls!” Alex yells.

“Really?” I say.

He realizes his mistake but it’s too late. I touch his chest and lean into him. I look up at him and smile seductively at him.

“Alex.” I whisper. “Want to play a game?” I ask.

He tenses up and his face goes red. I lean further, only an inch or two away from his lips. He starts to tremble and his face goes the darkest shade of red I have ever seen. I’m ripped away from him by a very angry Tristan.

“Prince Charming please, I’m trying to tease Glitch.” I say to him.

He turns to me and softens a little.

“Jeez Anna, you can’t just do what you please. We are men. If you do something like that, one of us might get jealous.” He winks at me but I can tell he’s being serious.

I just shrug and walk past all of them. I lie on my bed and sigh.

“Whatever you guys say. It’s not like I was serious.” I say.

My bed dips and I open my eyes to Jacks.

“Anna. You don’t like Alex, do you?” Jacks asks.

“Not in the sense you’re talking about. I like you guys but not like that.” I say.

Jacks faces falls a little. Why would he care? He thinks as me as his rival. If anything, he should hate me.

“I’m tired guys. Do you mind not disturbing me? I’m going to bed early.” I say, tiredly.

Jacks nods and leaves me alone. Tristan looks like he wants to say something but decides against it. Alex is still getting over the scene I just did. I laugh silently and fall into a deep slumber.