Abby drove the truck in silence, eyes alert as they made their way near the edge of the forest. Isaac had sent them on a small, two-person patrol for reconnaissance. It would’ve been fine if her assigned partner wasn’t … well …

“Why is it any of your business what Owen and I did when we were together?” Abby snapped, shooting her partner a look. She didn’t want to admit what they’d been asking for: if she’d ever felt satisfied with him. And more embarrassingly, he’d never made her finish.