Page 66 of The Sniper
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Iam not fucking puttingTiffany in danger.I could get her killed.
Aside from the fact I could’ve broken her ankle or harmed her by landing my enormous body on her in that overkill reaction, if something had been a real threat to her, I don’t trust I’ll do the right thing.
That’s the fucking job.
So I have to step away.
I thought about it all night.Over and over and over.I don’t know what I’m going to say to Josh, but it’s the right thing to do.
Even Liam knows that.He wants to have breakfast in the morning, and I know he’s going to demand an explanation for what he observed.I know he covered for me with the team, but he won’t always be there and they’ll talk.
Tonight, every time the room broke into applause, I was on alert, seeking out a threat that didn’t exist.A burst of light on the stage, surprising attendees with a celebrity, and I was reaching for my weapon as sweat ran down my chest.
I’m a fucking sniper.
One of the traits you need in that game is a steady hand, a calm and controlled demeanor, and a sharp eye.Not anymore.Now I’m jumping at fucking Hollywood lights.
My reaction to the world is heightened because my nervous system is in overdrive, I am aware of that, but I can’t change it.
I’m not fit to do this job.
I can’t protect anyone effectively, and if something happened to Tiffany Stallone, I’d never forgive myself.
Not because of who she is...
Because of her.
I need to quit.
By the time she walked over to me, I already knew I was going to hand in my notice.Doing it sooner rather than later was best before I changed my mind.Seeing the BHS team outside, I called Noah over.
“Hey man, can you guys follow Tiffany home?I’m going to cut out.”
“Yeah, sure.We were booked for the round trip, so all good.You okay?”Noah replied.
Noah is a former commander in the army.
When I tried to leave, Tiffany wasn’t having it and I knew in that moment I wanted what she did.It was a decision I’ve made with intention, and as the scent of our pleasure fills the limo, I’m not sorry.
God, she’s perfect.
My fucked-up brain and job can wait.I am not done.I’m taking the entire night and enjoying every second and every inch of her.
Still, I had the sense, before saying goodbye to Noah, to line things up for the morning.
“Do me a favor, can you cover for me in the morning at Ms.Stallone's house?”I asked Noah after shaking hands with the commander.
“You got it.Seven?”he asked, ripping open his vest and pulling it off.
“Seven-thirty.Thanks, man.”I slapped him on the shoulder.
“No worries.”
Then I climbed into the limo and kissed her.More accurately, I climbed in and fucked her pussy like it were being punished for something.
Jesus fuck, it’s the single most powerful orgasm I’ve had in my life.
