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Authors: Sharon Hamilton
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but fate had a way of messing up his community, and a couple of years later the boys were sent off to foster care as the aging nuns began to close down the orphanage.
“The Diocese was in need of money and so this enterprise was considered expendable, especially since there were other agencies which could handle children who needed homes.”
He’d hated that place, but he sorely missed the fellowship of the other boys and mourned the fact that their little team was disbanded. It wouldn’t be until he joined the Navy and the SEAL Qualification program that he’d feel that sense of brotherhood again or learn to trust anyone other than himself.
“What attracted me to the Teams was the brotherhood. The family of men who would do anything for each other. The guy on either side of you who would die for you without hesitation. You can count on it. Unlike real families, you can count on these guys to get you through it. Bring you home if you can’t walk on your own. These guys are my real family.”
She didn’t flinch at that, which was a good sign.
“When I heard the motto of the Navy SEALs, “The Only Easy Day Was Yesterday,” I knew this band of brothers was tailor-made for me. I was probably the only one in my BUD/S class who understood just what it meant and welcomed it.”
Her smile told him he hadn’t bored her, which made him glad. He wanted to kiss her in the worst way, but he was going to let her set the pace. “What about you, Megan?”
“I came from one of those families most people envy. I don’t know what’s worse, never having experienced it or having it and then losing it.”
She unhinged her fingers from his, sat up straight, adjusted the clip in her beautiful hair, and stared out the window at the snowy scene outside. “My little brother, my mom, and my dad were killed in New York during 9-11. I was a freshman in college. All three of them had taken a trip to New York, and Dad’s attorney was in the World Trade Center. Everything changed for me. I was robbed of my family and have had to live with that memory ever since.”
“Your grandparents were there for you, then?”
“Yup. Wonderful people. I was lucky, I guess. I lived in books. Books were my sanctuary.”
“And that makes you good at what you do. Made you strong,” he whispered.
Back at the lodge, T.J. privately let Rory know he could have the room, “Not that you’re thinking about that or anything,” the big SEAL said as they both watched the wives encircle Megan. Lindsay was telling a story that had them all laughing.
Eventually, Megan’s eyes found him and there was that spark again, the unspoken question, the request for alone time, for intimacy. Something in her past had made her cautious with men, and he’d known she was inexperienced but had chosen to take a big gamble with him. Normally he’d be cautious too, but this was something different.
The room was on the fourth floor of the lodge with a view of the slopes lit up at night. On a normal night, he’d have to unfold the blackout shades in order to sleep, but tonight he didn’t mind the filtered blue lights coming from the outside. Large snowflakes floated past the window silently.
He began executing his plan, removing her glasses and her hair clip. Then he pulled off her cotton top, unfastening the silky beige bra underneath and kneeling to help her off with her jeans. She wore red, white and blue starred panties, which made him chuckle. The girl had obviously had a mission of her own in mind, and thank God, it involved him.
She crawled up on the bed naked, and then slipped under the covers. She watched him remove his clothes.
The cool cotton sheets were delicious as she wrapped her legs around his waist and they kissed lying sideways, her soft breasts pressed against his upper chest. From nowhere she produced a foil packet.
“I want you to do it,” he said.
She opened the packet and gently slid the pink condom over his junk, squeezing his balls.
“The Diocese was in need of money and so this enterprise was considered expendable, especially since there were other agencies which could handle children who needed homes.”
He’d hated that place, but he sorely missed the fellowship of the other boys and mourned the fact that their little team was disbanded. It wouldn’t be until he joined the Navy and the SEAL Qualification program that he’d feel that sense of brotherhood again or learn to trust anyone other than himself.
“What attracted me to the Teams was the brotherhood. The family of men who would do anything for each other. The guy on either side of you who would die for you without hesitation. You can count on it. Unlike real families, you can count on these guys to get you through it. Bring you home if you can’t walk on your own. These guys are my real family.”
She didn’t flinch at that, which was a good sign.
“When I heard the motto of the Navy SEALs, “The Only Easy Day Was Yesterday,” I knew this band of brothers was tailor-made for me. I was probably the only one in my BUD/S class who understood just what it meant and welcomed it.”
Her smile told him he hadn’t bored her, which made him glad. He wanted to kiss her in the worst way, but he was going to let her set the pace. “What about you, Megan?”
“I came from one of those families most people envy. I don’t know what’s worse, never having experienced it or having it and then losing it.”
She unhinged her fingers from his, sat up straight, adjusted the clip in her beautiful hair, and stared out the window at the snowy scene outside. “My little brother, my mom, and my dad were killed in New York during 9-11. I was a freshman in college. All three of them had taken a trip to New York, and Dad’s attorney was in the World Trade Center. Everything changed for me. I was robbed of my family and have had to live with that memory ever since.”
“Your grandparents were there for you, then?”
“Yup. Wonderful people. I was lucky, I guess. I lived in books. Books were my sanctuary.”
“And that makes you good at what you do. Made you strong,” he whispered.
Back at the lodge, T.J. privately let Rory know he could have the room, “Not that you’re thinking about that or anything,” the big SEAL said as they both watched the wives encircle Megan. Lindsay was telling a story that had them all laughing.
Eventually, Megan’s eyes found him and there was that spark again, the unspoken question, the request for alone time, for intimacy. Something in her past had made her cautious with men, and he’d known she was inexperienced but had chosen to take a big gamble with him. Normally he’d be cautious too, but this was something different.
The room was on the fourth floor of the lodge with a view of the slopes lit up at night. On a normal night, he’d have to unfold the blackout shades in order to sleep, but tonight he didn’t mind the filtered blue lights coming from the outside. Large snowflakes floated past the window silently.
He began executing his plan, removing her glasses and her hair clip. Then he pulled off her cotton top, unfastening the silky beige bra underneath and kneeling to help her off with her jeans. She wore red, white and blue starred panties, which made him chuckle. The girl had obviously had a mission of her own in mind, and thank God, it involved him.
She crawled up on the bed naked, and then slipped under the covers. She watched him remove his clothes.
The cool cotton sheets were delicious as she wrapped her legs around his waist and they kissed lying sideways, her soft breasts pressed against his upper chest. From nowhere she produced a foil packet.
“I want you to do it,” he said.
She opened the packet and gently slid the pink condom over his junk, squeezing his balls.
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