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now, buddy. I picked up your men against orders with Cong on both flanks and your backs to the river. You owe me. Six men were saved then. Let me try to save three lives now.”
    “You went against my orders,” Matt gritted out, rising to his feet. “I don’t owe you for that one, Cauley,” he breathed harshly. Silence settled between them for tense moments. “Dammit,” he said finally, “why is it always children? Look, you get Blake on the radio up there, and tell him we’re going to try an emergency landing. Tell him to fire a green flare when he hears us and then ring the landing zone with red flares. Get Corporal Travis to alert the medical unit up there that we’re coming in for those kids.”
    Alanna heard Cauley laugh softly. “Thanks, Matt. Just like old times, isn’t it? Nothing in our favor and everything going against us.”
    “Yeah. Old times,” he agreed flatly. “We’ll try once, Cauley. And if we don’t make it in, we’re coming home…if we can get back.”
    Cauley slapped him on the shoulder. “You’re a cold-hearted bastard, Breckenridge, but a hell of a Marine.”
    Alanna sat up, studying him as he entered the room, yanked on his boots, and picked up his jacket. “Are you going?” she breathed huskily.
    His head jerked up, and he stared across the room at her. “You heard?”
    “Sorry. I couldn’t help it. Is—is there anything I can do?”
    He laced the boots quickly. “Yeah, bring some sanity back into this whole goddamn situation.” He moved fluidly to his feet, pulling on his heavy jacket and jamming the hat down on his head. Alanna stood, uncertainly clutching the blankets to her body.
    “Then why are you doing it?” she demanded.
    He halted abruptly in front of her, his eyes narrowed and intense. “For the kids. What else?”
    “You could be killed.”
    He managed a cutting smile. “Would you miss me?”
    She sobered, her throat aching with tension. “Yes,” she admitted softly, avoiding his startled look.
    He threw his hands on his hips. “I’ll be damned,” he muttered and suddenly reached out.
    Alanna felt his hands upon her arms, gently drawing her against his hard, masculine body. It was so natural, so elemental. Her body rested against him fully, aware of his musky male odor. His mouth, strong and demanding, came down on her lips. He moved insistently against her, parting her lips with a ferocity that left her breathless and stunned in its wake. His hands tightened, pulling her suddenly closer. An explosion of fire seemed to go off in her spinning head. Her senses thrilled to his touch as his mouth softened against her pliant lips, becoming more gentle, coaxing. A small moan of pleasure sounded deep in her throat. She lost all sense of time and place, her fingers clutching at the fabric of his jacket, and her knees threatened to buckle beneath her.
    She felt his mouth withdraw from her throbbing lips, and she leaned heavily against him, trying to reorient herself. Slowly, he lowered her to the floor. Her pulse raced as she gazed wide-eyed up at him, her heart contracting in her breast as she saw the hungry, undisguised desire ignited in his gray eyes. But there was a surprising look of tenderness there, too. He managed a small smile, reluctantly releasing her. “Lady, you are an incredible paradox,” he whispered huskily, and then his eyes gleamed with amusement. “Don’t go anywhere while I’m gone.”
    Alanna couldn’t find her voice as he rose and spun around, heading for the door. She sat there, too shocked to move. What was happening to her? Why had she allowed him to kiss her? My God, what was wrong? Another, more frightening thought entered her spinning mind as she heard the helicopter blades whirring at a higher pitch somewhere outside in the blackness. What if something happened to Matt? Unsteadily, she got to her feet, walking out into the communications room, where the radioman stood at the window, watching.
    He turned, glanced briefly at