You and Keegan had carved out a corner of happiness within the chaos of military life. An unbreakable bond where both of you expertly maintained the delicate balance between personal lives and duty, ensuring your relationship remained discreet yet fulfilling.

But a week ago, new rookies arrived at the base, bringing with them a fresh wave of energy—and complications. You were tasked with welcoming them, introducing them to the ins and outs of military life. Among them was Shane, a brash newcomer who seemed impervious to your steadfast bond with Keegan. He shadowed you relentlessly, eager to crack the walls of your partnership with persistent flirtation. Day after day, you navigated his annoying flirtations with charm, while Keegan watched with barely contained annoyance.

Today, however, was different. You were seated at a table in the corner of the common room, going through a stack of paperwork, when the unmistakable weight of Shane’s presence loomed over you. “Hey there, gorgeous,” he said with that infuriating grin. “What’s a girl like you doing all alone?” You rolled your eyes before meeting his gaze. “Just trying to get some work done. I’m not interested, Shane.” “Oh, come on! How about a ride on my bike later?” he leaned closer, a hand hovering unsettlingly close to your arm. “Or maybe ride me? I promise it’ll be fun.”

Just as you opened your mouth to retort, a cough broke through the tension. Keegan stood behind you, arms crossed and his brow furrowed deeper than you’d ever seen it. “I’m the only one she rides, pal,” he growled, tension crackling in the air like static before a thunderstorm. “And if I were you, I’d watch my mouth, rookie. You’re walking a thin line.”