The Soldier Next Door

What is the greatest thing a man can experience? 

Having back what you have thought you have lost for good. It is true that good things happen to those who wait, but damn, did I had to wait too long

“Soldier, Are you going to stop staring at my stomach?”

“Sorry boo, but I still cannot believe that it is real, and you are sort of kind of a bit, so I can just not miss it.”

“You can be glad my hands are swollen, or else I would have punched you.”

I am a mess right now; I happy messed up, man. Here is the woman that I love more than anything, and she is still having our baby. I have missed out on so much, I can only imagine what she must have gone through, but I don’t understand.”

“Boo, but why did you tell me that you lost the baby.”

“Mark said, as I told you, that he would kill your parents if I told anyone. He had this crazy idea in his head that he could raise our child as his own.”

“But where did James come in?”

“James was brought in to break us apart. Nothing ever happened with James apart from him kissing him. I was so lost, and when I thought I was never going to see you again, he just came in at the convenient time as Mark planned.”

“But Emma, what about Johnson?”

“Just another wicked plan to push you away from me, to make me believe that you no longer needed me. But she needed someone to help her take you out, and who better than the man you wanted to put behind bars.”

My god, as I think as I am sitting here, I cannot imagine what she must have gone through for this past month, what she had to endure because of a crazy ex-husband and a whole bunch of people that only but sought revenge. I know now more than ever how far she would go for me and how did I even dare to think that she felt any other way.

She is going to need all my help to get through this,

“Can I get you some of that strawberry milkshake stuff?”

“Yes, there is like a whole bunch in the fridge.”

With that, I make my way with a heave heart downstairs; I feel like a man that failed. I did not fail as a Marine, but I failed as a man.

So as she is just sitting on the bed happily drinking her milkshake while I take a shower and shave. There is some cartoon on again; I think it is the one where he blows up the building cause she giggling and laughing. I have missed that sound so much

I step out of the shower, wrapping a towel around me. I step back into the room. I watch her out the corner of my eye as I search for something to wear; she seems so happy. I quickly get dressed and go sit next to her

I take her hands into mine and hold them really tight. I don’t ever want to let them, to let her go. I need to make this right.

“Ana, the things I said to you that day were very mean. Mean is actually putting it lightly. It is was unforgivable and disgusting. It was hurtful; I feel ashamed at how I reacted

“You made it seem like I did it on purpose. How can you think I would do such a thing on purpose. Yes, I was scared, and I am still scared, and believe me, I am still not ready. I would never do something so big on purpose

“I also was scared, but instead of sitting and figuring it out, I lashed out at you and made it all your fault.”NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

“You made me feel that I was not wanted. That I am something, you can toss away when things did not go your way. We have been through so much.”

“I really did not mean for you to feel that way. The only way I thought of dealing with it was pushing you away and pretended it did not exist. I saw how wrong I was, that I was a selfish asshole. When you needed me the most, I pushed you away

“I know you are scared. It only becomes a problem if you allow it to.”

“The only thing I thought about is that I don’t want my child to grow up without a father.”

“We deal with it when we get there. Stop worrying about things that have not happened yet.”

“I want to be a dad. It’s my fault I have missed half of your pregnancy, but I do not want to miss the rest.”

“Then don’t runoff. You are a mess; yes, you miss me, but you can’t fall off the wagon when something does not go your way.”

“I did not know how to deal with it.”

“Yes, straight into another woman’s arms.”

“What? No!”

There is something that just comes to my mind, something I saw in the kitchen. Something I don’t know how I am going to react to if my suspicion is right. Is it something I look past? Do I really want to know

She leans over and gives me a hug, her big belly, yes I am going to carry on calling it big. She is pressing her big belly tight into my body. I can honestly say that I have never felt something so strange but yet so amazing

“I guess the big question now is, Solider, are you coming home?

“Well, seeing that we both acted like idiots, it means we are equally wrong, maybe you a bit more than I am.”

“Okay, you are pushing it a bit.”

“I love you too, Soldier. There is something I want to show you.”

She grabs my hand as the slides of the bed. Before, she uses to jump; now, she is so big she can only slide. I know if she could read minds, I would have been smacked by now.

I follow her downstairs, watching her as she sort of waddles off each step. I should really not find this funny, but it is just too cute

She scratches around in her bag and takes out an envelope; she hands it to me with a big smile on her face. Whatever is in here must be a big deal. I take the contents out, I am confused at first, but when it settles, I am blown away

“Is this what I think it is?”

“Yes, soldier,  it quite clearly looks like what you think it is.”

It is a picture of the last sonar she took. I never thought a black and grey picture of a growing baby could bring so much joy in my heart. It is a different kind of warmth that I have ever felt before in my heart. I can see now why she is so big because the little someone inside her is what is making her belly like that

“Do you know if it a boy or a girl?”

“No, I have not asked. Maybe next time we go, we can ask”

“You want me to come with you next time?”

“Of course, silly, last time I checked, you were dad.”

My mouth is hurting cause I can’t stop smiling. I really love this woman, and when I think I could not, I even love her more. But this time around, I love her and the baby even more than before. How could I have been so stupid and push them away? I have missed so much but trust me, I am not missing a thing again.

…Ana POV…

Hesitating, not truly, for I really want this with every craving bone in my body. And it is those cravings that make me place my lips gently against his. They feel even better than I imagined. His lips are so damn soft; it feels like a thousand feathers are tickling my lips.

Then ever so soft and sensual, he brushes his lips against mine. He bites and nips and nibbles. As he threatens to slip through my seems, I grab him by the shirt. His passion and hunger grow even greater.

He takes my face between his hands and tangles his fingers in my hair. I go to scrunch my fingers in his hair and pull his lips even closer into mine. This time when he growls, I am right behind him, answering him with my very own moan. I can see his eyes are burning with lust and deep hunger.

Unable to contain himself anymore, he pulls me into a fiery and passionate kiss. All my thoughts are obliterated, and the world gives away. It is a sensual dance of lips… but this… I want more. He slips his tongue through my lips and entwines me into a deeper kiss.

The kiss is growing greedier, our mouths are locked together, and it feels like I am walking on air. Nothing around us matters; it is just me and him engulfed at this moment, in this perfect kiss.

We finally break free, panting and out of breath.

He grabs me around my waist and parts my legs with his waist, and moves in closer. I gasp loudly but do not protest. We stare at each other, deep into each other’s eyes. His eyes are full of curiosity; mine is soft and full of wonder. His lips are shaking as he breathes little, short breaths. 

This man is absolutely sinful. I can so easily get lost in him; every inch of him screams perfect. Who knew that perfection could come in such a tight package? If he does not stop me now, then I might just devour him.

Then I hook my legs around his waist and pull him closer. I look at him and cannot help but give him a cheeky smile; the idea that he wants me does spark my arousal. He takes his arms and wraps them around my body. I shift my bum bit by bit forward; I dig my fingers deep into his skin and press myself hard into his pelvis.

Then he says the words that I never would ever say, “I am coming home, boo, the Marines are no longer my dreams anymore.”