999 Tries Still Not His Girl novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12

In a small–town military base like Camp Liberty, any hint of intimacy between a man and a woman could spark a firestorm of gossip. If word got out,

was always the woman’s reputation that took the hit.

Jack hadn’t even realized what was happening until it was too late. Emily had already backed him up against the wall, kissing him with desperate intensity. Her hands, soft and trembling, slid over his chest.

Only then did Jack snap out of it. He shoved her away.

“Emily! What the hell are you doing?”

it

She clutched her arms around herself, lip trembling. “Jack, I like you. I’ve liked you for so long. I just want to be with you. I’m scared that if Olivia comes back, you’ll leave me. Please, Jack… can’t you forget her?”

Her voice cracked with emotion, and her lips

were

still flushed from the kiss. Anyone else might have melted at the sight. But Jack’s face

“I’ve never had feelings for you, Emily. Don’t pull this stunt again. And you need to stop this. Now.”

Emily froze. Even the tears she had been forcing stopped

“You don’t like me? Jack, How can

06- you not like

widened.

Hack. Her eyes ‘ve a treated me different!”

As a nurse with Rivers‘ unit, Emily had been smitten with Jack

and nights without rest. After that, Jack had always treated her with

“I treated you that way

because you saved my

life adgan

I respected

was stone–cold.

ages.

‘d saved Jack’s life once during an avalanche, searching for him three days

and respect. She’d taken that for love. But now, Jack’s voice was firm.

Emily stared at him in disbelief, her heart unraveling. “Gratitude? You a

gratitude, not love. I didn’t think you’d get the wrong idea.”

gave

me

only vial of that rare serum during the last outbreak. You risked your

life for me! If that’s not love, then what is it? Is it Olivia? You’re in love with her, aren’t you?”

Jack didn’t answer.

“Then pay it back,” she said.

She climbed into his lap, unbuttoning his shirt. Jack didn’t say a word. Not when her lips met his again. Not even when everything else blurred into silence

Later, she lay curled in his arms, seemingly content. Jack just stared at the ceiling, a heavy sigh slipping from his lips.

When Emily woke up the next morning, she was still in his bed. For a moment, she allowed herself to believe she’d won–until she saw Jack, sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a telegraph slip with barely contained excitement.

“I get it,” he muttered to himself. “She can come back.”

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