<br/>One would think it wouldn’t have bothered her at all seeing him half naked. He’d certainly seen her with torn and tattered clothes after a mission went south. But it was Victor- and seeing his muscular body reminded her of her feelings for him. Feelings she hadn’t even allowed herself to entertain before now. Truthfully… she couldn’t even remember the last time she’d had sex.<br/>Once he finished changing she followed him into the bar. Sometimes these days when she walked into loud dark rooms, mostly bars, she felt on edge, like there might be some threat in the room. It was almost instinctive, her eyes constantly darting. But she was with Victor tonight, and the smell of beer and burgers was so quintessential American she found herself relaxing. As he ordered four drinks she ordered herself a rum and coke, then followed him to his table- a booth in the corner. She slid in, taking up a spot where she could watch the door without even thinking about it and turned to look at him, smiling as he admitted to coming here often.<strong>”I spent most of my shore leave at a bar down on the coast.”</strong>She was of course talking about one of the most popular bars for the female marines to visit. She had some friends from other divisions and squads, she just hadn’t seen them too often.<strong>"If you wanted to, you definitely have the free time now to start running a bar."</strong>She pointed out thoughtfully.<br/>