“You’re fucking crazy if you think I likethis shit. We
broke up, Dixon. That’s it, it’s over between us, he said so
himself and I thought I’d have time to get over that. The
lastthing I need is to be thrown into the lion’s
den.”
“You’re a navigator,” Dixon reminds
me. “It’s your job. I don’t care if you have a personal problem
with the commander of the Semper Fi—I don’t care that he
dumped your ass or that you let him fuck you—”
“Just stop right there,” I warn. My
cheeks heat up and my head feels light, dizzy, my blood surges
through my veins, making my hands shake and I have to curl them
into fists so he doesn’t see how badly he’s gotten to me. “You
don’t want to touch that, I promise you.”
He stares at me for a long moment as if
weighing how far he can push me. Not much farther, I’ll
guarantee,I think, and maybe he reads that in my eyes because
he turns back to the console, dismissing me. “You have a job to