Dating Simon had been one of the most exhilarating and comforting experiences of your life. After two years together, the trust and affection between you were unshakable. That night, you both wanted to take things to a more intimate level inside his quarters. The anticipation was electric as you slipped into a black lingerie set that you knew Simon loved, while he was down to his boxers.

The room was filled with a soft, warm light that highlighted the tender smiles and heated glances you exchanged. As you leaned into him, feeling the warmth of his skin against yours, you were both lost in the moment, caught up in the intensity of your connection.

Suddenly, the door to Simon’s quarters burst open, and a figure stood there, breathing heavily. It was the rookie, Sarah, who had recently joined the base. Her eyes were wild, darting between you and Simon, and her face contorted with a mix of desperation and fury.

“Simon!” she cried, stepping into the room. “How could you? I’ve loved you from the moment I set foot on this base!”

The shock of the intrusion made you both pull apart slightly, but Simon’s arm remained protectively around you. “Sarah, what are you doing here? This is unprofessional!” he demanded, his voice a mix of anger and disgust.

“You!” she spat, glaring at you. “You’ve taken him away from me! He was supposed to be mine!”