When he mentioned ‘someone special’ while looking right at her… well she felt like it was directed right at her. How could she not? It made her heart skip a beat, and she thought of saying something.<br/><br/>But then she lost her nerve. Biting her lip, she looked down and away, and when she glanced back to him he was gazing down at his beer instead, joking about his frugality. Lynn had smartly invested some of her pay, so apparently she’d come home to a pretty amount of cash. Enough to live comfortably for the rest of her life, even if she just worked a small part time gig somewhere. There was really no reason to reenlist.<br/><br/>Soon enough, their food arrived, and Lynn had finished her first drink. She ordered a second and dug in- but a few minutes into the meal she looked back to him.<strong>”So a guy like you doesn’t have a sweetheart back home?”</strong>She asked, her tone light and almost teasing. But she was curious. Had those exchanged glances over the past few years had a meaning to them, a real interest… or had they both just been two lonely people far away from home?<br/>