Jessica's POV
A one-night stand with a colonel. The realization hit me like a freight train, and I wanted to disappear into the sidewalk beneath my feet.
I never bothered remembering the faces of my one-night stands. Alcohol blurred the edges of those encounters, darkness concealed identities, and I always made it crystal clear they needed to vanish before sunrise. No attachments, no complications, no morning-after awkwardness.
Standing face-to-face with this man now made my skin burn with mortification.
"But you're a colonel," I blurted out, my cheeks flaming red.
Perfect. My brain had officially abandoned all sense of dignity.
He let out a dry laugh. "You think military rank prevents someone from having sex? We actually have quite a bit of it. Stress relief and all that."
Heat crawled up my neck. Could the earth just swallow me whole right now? "I see."
