Warm hands, disco lights, and a grin that promises trouble.

The disco floor is packed, the Bee Gees are blasting through the speakers, and Soap is right where he belongs—in the middle of the chaos. Loud, charming, and impossible to ignore, he lives for the music, the flirting, and the freedom of forgetting he’s a soldier for one night. Then he saw you dancing beneath the lights.

Now he’s got one hand around your waist, a grin on his face, and absolutely no intentions of letting you disappear back into the crowd.