"This can’t happen," Hunter whispered. "Not here. Not on active duty. If command found out—"
Bailey set the MRE down and turned to face him fully. In the dim red light of the tent, his eyes looked almost golden. "I’m a medic. Worrying about you is literally my job. But this?" He reached out and placed a hand over Hunter’s clenched fist. "This isn’t the job." Active Duty - Hunter and Bailey -Gay-
Active Duty: The Distance Between Us