Dear Soldier, Put Your Gun Down novel Chapter 43

Winona saw a white fluff ball sticking out its tongue, wagging its tail, jogging over, and nuzzling her leg.

"Raunchie, it's you. When did you come?"

She bent over, held the little snow wolf in her arms, and stroked his unblemished fur. The cub closed his eyes and rumbled his pleasure.

Just then, a beep came out. It was a WhatsApp message from Matt. "Does the little buddy please you?

Turned out Matt had the wolf cub airlifted from the barracks lest she might feel lonely.

She smiled sweetly before replying, "He's much better at pleasing me than you are."

After a while, he still didn't text back. She felt a bit lost and believed that the snorty man should be huffing. While she was hesitant about sending another message to comfort him, he gave her a call.

As she saw the familiar number on the screen, her heart thumped. She collected herself for a moment, pressed the answer button, and said with feigned annoyance, "Anything?"

A burst of faint laughter came from the other end of the phone. "Miss me?"

"No!"

"You said no and meant yes."

"No, as you're gone, I eat well and sleep well. You can't imagine how happy I am."

"Guess I haven't fucked you good enough. Gonna have more practice when I come back. Once you're satisfied, you'll have every reason to miss me."

"Bah! Matt, know some shame."

"If I knew it, I wouldn't be able to marry you."

It made sense. If he hadn't forced her against her will, she wouldn't have become his partner. "Cheeky monkey," she muttered.

"I miss you."

His sudden confession was so pleasant to the ear that she felt like being drown in honey. However, she was reluctant to admit it. "One night apart, you're being sentimental."

"I wish that I could take you wherever I go and have sex whenever I want."

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"Listen, take good care of yourself while I'm gone. Gain some weight, I like fat pussy, and don't look at any other guy. You can't talk to them or accept their invitations. If I found out, I would shoot him dead and fuck you to hell!"

"Hey, I'm a doctor, okay? In my eyes, there are only patients and no gender."

"You can only treat female patients!"

What a tyrant! She looked down at the little snow wolf in her arms and grinned. "Doesn't it mean I have to stay away from all the male creatures on the planet? Eh? Raunchie stole my underwear away. Ah, he jumped on the bed. You slept there. Oh, by the way, he is a male wolf, right?"

The sound of him grinding his teeth came from the other end. "I have a wolf to stew!"

After hanging up the phone, she lay on the bed and laughed merrily. General Snider was cute at times.

In the next few days, she didn't receive any more phone calls from Matt or hear his flirtatious voice again. She felt somewhat lost. She had thought that she could sleep well without him by her side. Now she felt like a part of her was missing. She tossed and turned all night.

Now she knew how terrible habits were. She had been used to his hugging, sleeping on his arm, his deep breath in bed, and him slapping her butt and greeting her mischievously in the morning.