She’s unmistakably Lena. The same platinum blond hair, deliciously curvaceous figure, her deep cleavage showing in the little black dress she’s wearing tonight. She has wine-red high heels on that make me want to take her out of them and carry her straight to my bedroom.
“Drew!” she exclaims, coming up towards me.
“What are you doing here?” I ask.
A part of me is happy to see her, and there’s another part that wishes she hadn’t turned up. It’s not been an easy two weeks. I don’t know how I’m going to spend the next six months in deployment knowing I won’t have her to come back to.
“I couldn’t let you go without seeing you one last time,” she says.
She’s standing so close to me now that I can touch her. She’s wearing the same perfume as last time and all I can think about is kissing her.
“You shouldn’t have come here, Lena,” I say firmly. My eyes are fixed heavily on her. She looks a little guilty. She should be. She fucking broke my heart. I didn’t even know I had one.
“I know. I shouldn’t have. This was a mistake. I should leave you alone,” she says.
She turns and is about to take a step away but I grab her hand and pull her to me. She gasps as she falls on my chest. Our faces are aligned now. I lean in and she closes her eyes. That’s when I know she’s thinking the same thing I am. We have to kiss. Just one last time.
Our mouths meet and I hear her sigh. My body gives in. I can’t be mad at her. I want to tell her - go on, break my heart again. Push me away. Do whatever you want because it will all be worth it if I can have this moment with you.
My hands travel down her back, cupping her ass, grasping her chunky hips. With the hand on her ass, I can almost feel the heat of that spot between her legs.
Our tongues are tangled. My fingers are in her hair. I cradle the back of her head when she pulls away from me. Her lips are swollen from the pressure of that kiss.
Lena looks up at me with those bright blue eyes.
“What are we going to do, Drew?” she asks.
***
I know the others have caught us making out but I don’t give a shit. I grab Lena’s hand and pull her with me through the crowds in the bar towards a dark corner where I know nobody will bother us.
I spin her around to face me.
I want to burst out in laughter because I can’t believe she’s here. I don’t even care how she got here or how she found me. I just need some time to figure out what’s going on here
“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you, Drew, and I wish I could, for the sake of my own sanity. I’m going crazy...”
“Me too. You are constantly on my mind. You are the one I want.” I pause. “I’ll give it up. I’ll give it all up. I won’t fuckin’ go,” I growl and I pull her back in my arms so I can kiss her neck. Lena digs her nails into my shoulders, sinking into me. We stay like that for a few moments till she finally pulls away again.
“No, Drew, I can’t ask you to do that. You have to go. This is your life. This is what you love.”
“I love you. I don’t care how crazy that sounds. I knew I loved you from the moment I saw you. I’ve been waiting for you my whole life.”
There are tears in Lena’s eyes now. I reach for her face, rubbing her tears away with my thumbs.
She holds my wrists and smiles weakly at me.
“It doesn’t sound crazy to me at all, because I love you too. And that is the reason why I want you to go. I want to be strong for you. I think this is what Jack would have wanted. He loved his job too, even though it hurt him in the end. But maybe it’ll be different this time.”
I brush the top of her silky silvery hair. Everything about her is magical. I still can’t believe she’s here.
“Are you sure? This is what you want? I’m not going to sugarcoat it, Lena. This life can be tough. You know that already,” I say. I have her face framed in my hands and she’s looking up at me. She nods.
“I’m sure. I am too much in love with you to care about all the bad stuff that could happen. I’m not going to lose you, I know it. I can feel it in my bones.”
I kiss her again; this time pushing her firmly back and pinning her to the wall. I cup her breast. She moves her hand down to my cock. Our bodies simply mold together—like we have always belonged together.
When we part we are both breathing hard.
“We have one week together before I have to leave,” I say.
She is smiling up at me and she shakes her head.
“You’re wrong. We have our whole lives together,” she replies.
Epilogue
Lena
Six months later
The others wanted to come to the airport with me. We have all been eagerly waiting for his return. Tristan eventually convinced them that I should do this alone. After all, we have barely spent any physical time alone together and I have spent every minute of the last six months counting down to when I can be in his arms again.
I won’t lie, it has been even more difficult than I thought it would be. At the same time, I didn’t expect Drew to be this attentive and this amazing. We spoke every day. We wrote each other letters. I sent him pictures and he sent me some. On
