Compromising Positions

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"Entry here should offer the least resistance."

Dropping his pack in the Tel'tak's crowded cargo area, Jack skirted the boxes and piles of equipment and peered at the map over his 2IC's shoulder.

"We take this corridor..."

He leaned closer.

Focussed on the path her finger took, he considered her tactics until a throat cleared. Suddenly he realised just how close they were.

Bodies pressed together, his arm draped around her while confirming her strategy, not a breath could have slipped between them.

"Carter has a plan, Jacob!"

Jack eased back—casually.

The goosebumps on Sam's neck didn't go unnoticed.

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