"Reporting, sir! Shelby Fenton was analyzing the instructor's skin. She said it was as smooth as silk and pale as the moon, even better than a woman's! She's dying to know what brand of skincare you use!" Seraphina Sterling was no pushover. While Shelby hadn't been the one to say it—it was just some gossip she'd overheard—Seraphina was pinning it on her now.
The instructor's expression darkened instantly. No man wants to be compared to a woman, much less be told he comes out on top. Especially not a hard-bitten soldier like him.
The moment Shelby Fenton heard this and saw the instructor's terrifying expression, she immediately shot back, "I didn't say that! Sharon Cheney and Lena Bishop did! I just laughed! Everything else has nothing to do with me!"
Somewhere in the crowd, the faces of Sharon Cheney and Lena Bishop fell. 'That damn Shelby Fenton,' they thought, 'is her brain filled with crap? The instructor only asked who laughed. Why the hell did she have to say so much!'
