Cloud 9 looked up at Cross awe struck. Sure she knew that Cross had a thing for her but the way he acted with other women made her think differently. "Cross...I don' know what to do." She said blushing slightly. "Everywhere you go, you flaunt around with every woman you first lay your eyes on."
Cross looks at her. "Yes that is true but only because I couldn't get anything for you." He loosened his grip on her wrists. She pushed out of his hand and sat up. "And how do you know this information?"
"Cross." She looked at him. "I am a woman; we have our ways of gaining information." She smirked slightly and stood up. "Now I'm going back to my room, I have mission to take care of early tomorrow." She headed towards the door and looked over her shoulder. "Have a good night." And at that she left the room, closing the door behind her.
"What the hell just happened?" Cross scratched the back of his neck. He stood up and glanced out his window. "Hmm, I should go have shower and then go to bed myself." He took off his coat and draped it over his chair next to his bed and head to the shower. Once there he took of the remainder of his clothes. First unbuttoning his shirt; slowly revealing his soft chest with each button he undid. It then slipped off of his shoulders and fell to the ground. He sat down on the edge of the tub and took off his boot and they dropped to the floor with a slight thud. He placed his hands on the clasp on his pants when Linalee came into the bathroom. "What the hell are you doing in here?"
"Oh my gosh, I'm sorry General Cross." She turned around to face the door. "I came here to give an invitation for the wedding, since you are Allen's master. The closest to a father he has."
"Couldn't you have knocked before entering?" He stood up. "Just put the invite on my bed and leave."
"Yes sir." She left the bath room and he heard her close the main door.
"I need to get a lock for that damn door." He grunted. He grabbed the clasp and undid it also unzipping them; letting them slide down his well toned legs to his ankles and stepped into the shower. Cross turned the warm water on and stood under the shower head. The water gently ran down his skin and over his scars from his pervious battles.