"Guess," stated Bruce, "guess, Eric."
"Uh...China?" You guessed, knowing that you were just basically taking a shot in the dark.
"Close, but not quite yet," replied Bruce, "think about a place where we have a lot of relationship issues with."
"Um...North Korea?" You hypothesized.
Bruce shook his head again.
"Mother-fucking Russia," yelled Bruce, throwing his hands into the air.
"He wants to bomb...Russia?! What for?" You distressed.
"We don't know. Our orders are to retrieve the folder before anymore of Chandler's low life men get their hands on it," he stated bitterly.
"...And Baquir?" You inquired hesitantly?
You wanted to know the truth but at the same time you weren't sure if you could bear it.
"Baquir - about him, he was one of Chandler's finest, which means there is a hit out on me," Bruce chuckled awkwardly.
He didn't want to worry you so he tried to sound humorous. However, it was too late for you. You knew how you felt about Bruce. You refused to let this one go, not this time. The killer in you seemed to be activated.
"They will have to kill me first," you claimed fiercely.
Bruce raised an eyebrow. You quickly clamped your mouth shut.
Oh crap. I probably am coming on too strong, aren't I?
"Well, I'm glad I can have a former sniper in the Marines protect me," said Bruce, grinning.
"Wait," you stated, "how the hell do you know that I was a sniper in the Marines?"
"Let's just say, Ace has her sources," replied Bruce with a wink.
"Ace-" you growled, "I have other skills to ya know..."
Bruce smiled at you mischievously and you instantly wished you had worded your response differently.
"Other skills?" He cooed.
"Yes! Other skills! I'm decent with hand-to-hand combat!" You protested.
"Well then, by all means, show me, Eric," Bruce challenged.
"Let's take this outside like gentlemen," you smirked, knowing that you could probably knock Bruce back on his ass within a split second.
He does have a fine ass...
"Sure," growled Bruce, "don't beg for mercy once I beat you to a pulp."
You grinned, feeling adrenaline start to course through your veins.
"I think you should be the one begging for mercy," you stated, "you'll be the one underneath me all of the time."
As you put on your boots and laced them up you could feel Bruce's gaze on you. Bruce watched you intently. You could imagine that his eyes were taking off your clothes in his mind. He was biting on his bottom lip.
"We'll see about that Kane," he huffed.
On the way down the hall you passed Jersey and Ace since they were walking in the opposite direction.
"Hey old man, you're moving around!" Jersey cheered "-Where are the two of you going?" She quizzed suspiciously, realizing that Bruce was with you.
"To go and have sex," joked Bruce, putting his arm around your shoulder.
Your eyes bugged and your face turned beet red. Ace glared at Bruce.
YOU ARE READING
Bulletproof
حركة (أكشن)Promises are meant to be broken. That was all ex marine and sniper Eric Kane ever knew. Racked with feelings of guilt, self-loathing, and doubt, Kane attempts to drink his sorrows away, hoping that he'll be able to forget. However, one night, his wh...
