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here,” I admitted, nostalgia pulling at my heart.
“It has been,” she replied softly, “thirteen
months and three days.”
“Someone’s missed me,” I said in a
mock-surprise tone of voice, even though my stomach burst with a
small flutter of joy.
“L-listen, Dalton—”
I took a quick step towards her, holding one
of my fingers to her lips. She quieted, but her body went rigid
with anticipation.
She wanted me as badly as I wanted her.
“No, you had your turn to speak and I
already know what’s going to come out of your mouth. Now it’s my
turn.” I pulled a folded up square of paper from my pocket and
unfolded it, turning it over so she could see her own loopy
script.
“It’s been two months and ten days since
I’ve received your last letter. I read it every night before I fell
asleep, tracing my fingers over your words, hoping that I can just
feel your essence. All the other guys tease me but I know they’re
jealous, wishing that they could be with someone so phenomenal and
beautiful as you. The thing is, you’re mine whether you like it or
not, Jessica. I’ll wait as long as it takes for you to realize that
I’ve faced death countless times before, and you’re the only one I
think about each time. I want to take care of you. I want you to
have my kids and I want to put you in a proper house with a fence
and everything. I’ll never give up on that dream.”
She turned away and I could see the tears
brimming up in her eyes. No doubt she was thinking about Eric. But
I have my reasons for joining the army, and I couldn’t quite tell
her about them yet.
That wasn’t up to me—that was up to the
pride leader. Her father.
“Listen, I know you probably want to be
alone right now, and I understand. I’ll be here another thirteen
days. But just remember, I don’t want to spend another day in the
middle of the desert without knowing that I have you waiting for me
at home.”
I leaned over her short frame and kissed the
top of her head. She smelled like chamomile tea and and sugar
cookies. I inhaled, closing my eyes as I took in the scent I had
been dreaming of for all those months in the Savannah, chasing down
rogue terrorists.
I took a step back but she wouldn’t meet my
gaze. It hurt, but I knew she was hurting more. Eric was her best
friend, and the two of them were thick as thieves. The day he died
a part of her did too.
But if she would just let me, I would do
everything in my power to heal her.
“I’ll see you tonight then, at Bluebeard’s
with Shannon.” She nodded, and I wanted nothing more than to look
into her chocolate eyes. “I love you.”
I said it with as much strength and
conviction as I could—not that it took much effort. As I walked
back inside the house and made my way to the front door, I could
feel the words still warm on my tongue.
She was my future mate. The moment we could
consummate our love I would imprint on her and never let go.
I was sure of it.

Chapter
Three
     
I sat in the living room trying to fill out
report cards for the end of the quarter. Everything that happened
earlier made it hard to concentrate, but luckily it doesn’t take
much effort to grade five and six year olds. It mostly involves
writing a lot of superlatives and smiley faces.
Still, I found even that difficult. I
couldn’t stop shaking, thinking about how my resolve around Dalton
had been weakening as of late. It was like every year he came home
I was even more drawn to him, and he had somehow become
increasingly irresistible.
But he had also never been so direct, never
dared to kiss me and demand that I be his wife. The tension between
us usually hung around like an invisible force, something we always
felt but didn’t have to acknowledge.
We could only pretend for so long. Well
clearly, he was done pretending.
“Dammit,” I muttered after I splashed some
tea on a report card. Clearly I wasn’t going to get much done.
Just then my phone went off, giving me all
the excuse I needed to jump up