and—”
“You think I’m hot?” His lips quirked.
“Well, yeah, have you seen yourself? Of course you have. You look in the mirror every day, I’m sure,” she said. “And look at me, pregnant and in a strange place.”
“Why are you in a strange place? No one leaves home pregnant with no family and friends to support them?” Zack said quietly.
“No family, few friends, and stuff just wasn’t working out,” she said. He could hear the avoidance in her words. There was a story there that she wasn’t telling. “But you’ve probably always had your pick of women and you don’t have to be nice to me. I understand—”
“Oh, shut up,” Zack said and pulled her into a kiss.
Her round belly bulged between them so Zack gave her extra care, wanting to pull her hard against him, yet restraining himself. He sunk into her taste and when she invited him into her mouth for a deeper taste, he took it. He lazily slipped his tongue into her mouth and moaned at her exotic flavor. When he pulled away, she pulled him back for another kiss, this time more passionately than the one before. He wanted to forget about the mission and take her right then and there. Sense filtered in and he pulled away from her reluctantly.
“Oh, Jordyn, the things you make me feel,” he whispered huskily. “Please say you’ll see me when I come back.”
“We’ll see what happens when you return,” she said softly. “I could say I would wait and I would, but then you’d change your mind and I’d end up hurt.”
“That won’t happen,” Zack said.
“Don’t say that.” Her voice sounded sad and he hated hearing that note in her voice. “Things always change.”
He fished into his pocket and pulled out his keys. “Take these. Go to my house and stay there.” He then pulled out his military business card with his address printed on it and handed it to her. “I don’t want to think of you in this neighborhood alone.”
“I don’t drive and this is the closest to the bus route,” Jordyn said. “I’m fine. My neighbors are actually pretty nice.”
He wrapped her hands around his keys. “In case there is an emergency or anything, you’re welcome in my home. I hope to see you there when I return. I’ll share my comfy chair.”
She laughed. “We’ll see, Lieutenant.”
Zack kissed her again impulsively. “I’ve spent too much time thinking about you, Jordyn. Don’t think I’ll give up that easily. Now lock up and stay safe until I return home.”
“Here’s my number. Call me whenever,” she said and slipped a piece of paper into his pocket. “Zack, you do know I’m pregnant with another man’s child, right?”
“I’m not blind, nor do I care. Even if you tell me to run, I’ll keep coming back.” He grinned and stepped outside. “One day you’ll tell me what makes you so sad.”
“You never know. Goodnight, Zack.”
She closed the door and he waited until he heard the deadbolts lock before he turned and went to his car. With her number in his pocket, he made a beeline back to the base and onto the mission at hand. Ten weeks would fly by and he’d be back in time for Christmas and Jordyn.
* * * *
A shot rang out and Zack sat straight up, jolted from the dream he was having. The last eight weeks had been pure hell and they’d lost one of their own. It only made things worse that no matter how many times he called Jordyn her phone went to voicemail and then was disconnected. Was this her way of saying shove off? He fully intended to go by the coffee shop to see her or to her apartment tomorrow. They finally got back to base around eleven that night. The books that he had downloaded to his phone on expecting mothers said that she was most likely tired at that time of night and had probably turned in early.
But, damn, he wanted to see her. He sighed and listened to the rain outside. It would have been soothing if he could relax, but he was always too wired after a mission to sleep for
“You think I’m hot?” His lips quirked.
“Well, yeah, have you seen yourself? Of course you have. You look in the mirror every day, I’m sure,” she said. “And look at me, pregnant and in a strange place.”
“Why are you in a strange place? No one leaves home pregnant with no family and friends to support them?” Zack said quietly.
“No family, few friends, and stuff just wasn’t working out,” she said. He could hear the avoidance in her words. There was a story there that she wasn’t telling. “But you’ve probably always had your pick of women and you don’t have to be nice to me. I understand—”
“Oh, shut up,” Zack said and pulled her into a kiss.
Her round belly bulged between them so Zack gave her extra care, wanting to pull her hard against him, yet restraining himself. He sunk into her taste and when she invited him into her mouth for a deeper taste, he took it. He lazily slipped his tongue into her mouth and moaned at her exotic flavor. When he pulled away, she pulled him back for another kiss, this time more passionately than the one before. He wanted to forget about the mission and take her right then and there. Sense filtered in and he pulled away from her reluctantly.
“Oh, Jordyn, the things you make me feel,” he whispered huskily. “Please say you’ll see me when I come back.”
“We’ll see what happens when you return,” she said softly. “I could say I would wait and I would, but then you’d change your mind and I’d end up hurt.”
“That won’t happen,” Zack said.
“Don’t say that.” Her voice sounded sad and he hated hearing that note in her voice. “Things always change.”
He fished into his pocket and pulled out his keys. “Take these. Go to my house and stay there.” He then pulled out his military business card with his address printed on it and handed it to her. “I don’t want to think of you in this neighborhood alone.”
“I don’t drive and this is the closest to the bus route,” Jordyn said. “I’m fine. My neighbors are actually pretty nice.”
He wrapped her hands around his keys. “In case there is an emergency or anything, you’re welcome in my home. I hope to see you there when I return. I’ll share my comfy chair.”
She laughed. “We’ll see, Lieutenant.”
Zack kissed her again impulsively. “I’ve spent too much time thinking about you, Jordyn. Don’t think I’ll give up that easily. Now lock up and stay safe until I return home.”
“Here’s my number. Call me whenever,” she said and slipped a piece of paper into his pocket. “Zack, you do know I’m pregnant with another man’s child, right?”
“I’m not blind, nor do I care. Even if you tell me to run, I’ll keep coming back.” He grinned and stepped outside. “One day you’ll tell me what makes you so sad.”
“You never know. Goodnight, Zack.”
She closed the door and he waited until he heard the deadbolts lock before he turned and went to his car. With her number in his pocket, he made a beeline back to the base and onto the mission at hand. Ten weeks would fly by and he’d be back in time for Christmas and Jordyn.
* * * *
A shot rang out and Zack sat straight up, jolted from the dream he was having. The last eight weeks had been pure hell and they’d lost one of their own. It only made things worse that no matter how many times he called Jordyn her phone went to voicemail and then was disconnected. Was this her way of saying shove off? He fully intended to go by the coffee shop to see her or to her apartment tomorrow. They finally got back to base around eleven that night. The books that he had downloaded to his phone on expecting mothers said that she was most likely tired at that time of night and had probably turned in early.
But, damn, he wanted to see her. He sighed and listened to the rain outside. It would have been soothing if he could relax, but he was always too wired after a mission to sleep for
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