“Why wouldn’t I?â€? Zeke asked, he grinned, flirting a little.

Beka smiled, “I don’t know. You just didn’t seem…like you were into me. And I quote, ‘Even if it is with you.’â€?

“Ah, the first day of this so-called mission. Well, I’m surprised you remember it as well as I do. But you don’t remember the thing I didn’t get to do.â€?

“What are you talking about, Zeke?â€?

“I had this feeling, you know, this thing I really want to do.â€? And he leaned forward, his eyes bright.

“Zeke.â€? But he didn’t wait for any other response; he pressed his lips to mine and then we didn’t part. I didn’t want to. His lips were soft and I pushed myself into him.

Suddenly, we broke away. “You got that in your mind, didn’t you?” Zeke asked me. His eyes were alarmed.

I nodded. “That was from, who?”

Zeke glanced over my shoulder. “I’m guessing them. Hope you’re ready to fight.” He turned me to all the men standing behind us.

The guy in front yelled out, “We’re in the middle between Jone and Bill, you ready to go?”