Bated Breath

"Ah, Commander Newman," purred the woman, and I completely gave up my need to stay hidden. I crawled up from the bottom of Travis' pocket until just my head was popping out.

 

It stuck in my throat, but I had to admit the woman in front of me was beautiful. Her luscious black hair hung down to her back, the soft curls bouncing with every move she made.

 

While the military green uniform did little to enhance her looks, it didn't stop them from being appreciated either.

 

I was so jealous that it took me a moment to understand what she had said. She called Travis Commander Newman.

 

She knew him outside of this facility.

 

She knew him.

 

"I'm afraid I don't know you," shrugged Travis, reaching down until he could gently take me out of his pocket and place me on his head. "You have the advantage here."