The Runaway Pregnant Wife

Bold (Mitch P.O.V.)

I clenched my jaw as I remembered what she did to Kevin and what she had said to me after I kissed her last night. I can still picture how she pulled Kevin’s nape and kissed him in front of everyone. Kevin was surprised and about to say something when she put her pointy finger at his mouth and tugged him outside.

I was unfamiliar with jealousy, but that has eaten my heart out since I met her. I wanted to snatch her hands away from Kevin. I went to the base and thought of her again. Damn! She charmed me with her soft lips and beautiful face.

I went to my office early, and one of my enlisted personnel gushed at her phone. "The pretty girl last night with Engr. Kevin is the sister of filthy rich Zach Camwell." I don’t have social media accounts; I searched for her on the internet and saw her and Kevin kissing. Her name is Brianna Weber, the half-sister of Simone’s husband through their mother.

I went to my laptop and typed something. I went to my commanding officer and told him I wanted to get some rest and recreation. He agreed. I gave my request to my aide, and she looked at me with confusion but didn’t say a word. I am a workaholic; I didn’t avail myself of my vacation for years.

I called Kevin. "I need a place to stay for my rest and recreation; can I crash to your place?" I asked him. "Wow! It’s my honor, sir. Brie will move here tomorrow; you can help us too," he said. My heart skipped a bit and sank. Are they going to live together?

He noticed that I was silent for awhile. "I mean, she would move to her unit near my unit. Camwell asked me to babysit her. If you have other agendas, don’t worry, we can handle them, he said. "No, I will help. Can I come tomorrow morning?" I said. "Sure, I’ll wait for you; see you, he said.

I think I am losing my mind. I applied for vacation just to see a woman. Well, I think change is better than my boring routine. I went to Kevin's place early. You're really a soldier," he said. He didn’t sleep; he’s a tech geek at Primestone and a workaholic too.

His unit was very masculine with a minimalist design. The dark color was prominent, with three bedrooms. I put all my things in one of her guestrooms. I went to his kitchen counter, and he was making coffee. I am sorry, I can’t offer you food. If I was hungry, I just went to Shimi’s place and ransacked their fridge. Martha pampered me, Brie cooked for me sometimes, and I went there to bring food to my empty fridge. I will input your print to my security lock later," he said, giving me coffee.

"I can cook for us," I said. He grinned and gave me a high-five. We’ve been together on different and complicated missions. He was always our support, the behind-the-scenes guy. I like Lance Men; some of them are twisted, including his daughter, but they stick to their core values.

"Do you want to come with me? I will get Brie, he asked me. I shook my head, told him I would wait there, and asked for her unit number. He left, and I went to my room. I stared in the mirror; my dark color, of course, was prominent. I was never conscious of my looks. I woke up early today, took a bath, and shaved. My square-shaped jaw, full lips, and black hair were palpable.

I went to her unit when Kevin texted me that they were on their way. I waited for them. I checked my fitted white shirt and jeans many times. Damn! I have never been this edgy with women. My heart throbbed fast when I saw her beautiful face. She was wearing an apricot V-neck crop tee and brown leather high waist shorts.

She nodded at me and opened the door. Zach’s men also helped us. I can’t help but stare at her beautiful face when she smiles and admires her output. Her curly hair was dangling on her face from the braid. Kevin caught me many times looking at her and smirking at me. I don’t care if she’s the sister of Zach the billionaire; I like her and am serious about her.

We ordered pizza and buffalo chicken wings for dinner, and Zach’s men went home after they helped us. They declined her invitation to have dinner with us. "Thank you, knight, for helping me," she hugged Kevin, and he kissed her hair. "You smell like a bunch of dusty ginger." She rolled her eyes. I envied Kevin for her affection for him; she was sweet. She turned to me and said, "Thanks to you too, Col. Humphrey." I laughed and said, "Why the formality, pepper? Just call me Mitch." She smiled at me and went to the door to get the order.

I insisted on washing the dishes; if I won her heart, I would treat her like a princess. We said goodbye to her. "I will visit your dream house and install security locks tomorrow. Are you planning to get married soon?" He asked me. I chuckled. "I need to win her heart first," I replied. Kevin just smiled and looked at him as if he were trying to read him, but he didn’t say a word.

I was so excited that she invited us for breakfast. I knocked on Kevin’s door. He opened it. "Man, you are early as always," he protested. He didn’t have enough sleep, but Brie will be late if we don’t come early.

She was already cooking in the kitchen. She wore an oversized cotton shirt and dolphin shorts, and her hair was tied in a messy bun. She was graceful when she moved. I went to her and helped her make coffee for us. I also made coffee for her and arranged the table. Kevin was watching me and was thinking deeply. I was happy that their relationship was just not beyond friendship.

"Mitch will drive you to the hotel, Ginger; you should learn how to drive while he is still here, Kevin suggested. She nodded and looked at me shyly. I stared at her intently; she was the most beautiful creature in the morning, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I volunteered to wash the dishes. I had already showered and was ready, unlike Kevin, who obviously had come from bed.

I waited for her in the living room. I was stunned when I saw her emerge from her bedroom with her thick red hair braided in milkmaid style. She wore a white sleeve shirt, a fitted blue skirt, and silver high-heeled sandals. She smiled at me timidly. Kevin went back to his room. I told him that I would use my car, but he insisted on using his Audi.

She came from a family with money. I recently bought a BMW M5 Sedan and sold my old car. We were silent during the ride. "How old are you?" She suddenly asked me. I chortled and looked at her; she was trying to make a conversation. She was also not used to this. "I’m thirty-eight; I have vast experience of many things; I can teach you anything aside from driving and kissing," I teased her. She looked outside. "You’re too old for me; I want younger men," she blurted out.

I was astounded by what she had said. She didn’t like me because she thought I was too old for her. I clenched my jaw. I am almost fifteen years older than her. I never felt insecure about my age, but today I felt like an old cow.

When I parked Kevin’s Audi, I instantly pulled her aside and kissed her feverishly. She moaned as my hands cupped her right breast through her white shirt. I think I am going crazy with my need for her; I never felt this kind of feeling before. I gathered all my control and let her soft lips go. "You’re driving me crazy, I said hoarsely.

I smirked when she checked herself and opened the door with her swollen lips and tangled hair. I also have an effect on her. I stared at her back; she was so damn sexy. I don’t think I can sleep tonight.

I went to Kevin’s unit and saw him preparing to go. I threw his car keys at him; he caught them and frowned when he noticed my foul mood. "I will come with you; let’s have a drink after," I told him.

"You’ve got a great place here, perfect for family," Kevin said while he looked at the view outside. I didn’t answer him; I imagined Brianna here in the kitchen, pregnant, while she cooked for me. I think I am going crazy; she is always on my mind every minute of the day.

"I called Daniel; we will meet at Romano’s bar." I was shocked when he guided me to a bar with freaky indulgence on the stage. "You knew we were pretty twisted, but we’re kind of tired of them," Kevin explained.

We went to a private office in a bar, and we can still see the scenery from, I think, a one-sided mirrored glass. Daniel greeted me. "Long time, no see, sir," he said. They all called me sir, though they can call me by my name.

I saw a pretty girl at a table writing something. She nodded at me, and I frowned. "Did they use minors in their business?" Daniel chuckled; he knew what I was thinking. "She looks young and innocent, but she is definitely not a minor; she taught us innovative ways to torture using forensics.

The girl stood up and came to us; she poured us whiskey. "Nice to meet you, Col. Humphrey," she said, giving me her hand. I took it and shook it. "Nice to meet you too, I replied. "I am Reina anyway," she said, and she went to the table to gather her books. She said goodbye to us, and I got a glimpse of her forensic books.

"Do you like Brie?" Kevin suddenly asked. "I am crazy for her," I replied right away.

Four men smirked at my bluntness, and I knew they liked it.

"Brie’s life was traumatic; she was almost r***d by Zach’s father. Zach killed his father and protected her," he said, and he drank the whiskey. "She is dear to me; I saw my sister through her," he said with a hint of warning.

"I will make her mine and protect her with my life," I said. Daniel and Kevin looked at each other. "Your romantic side was creepy," Daniel blurted. "Brie was homeschooled, and all her life she lived in seclusion with her nanny. Zach was overprotective of her, but Shimi’s approach was cooler. She let her enjoy life these past years, and I saw how she changed. Be easy on her, sir," Daniel said.

"We planned to bully the men out of the ladies. We irritated Zach a little, but I guess we can’t do that to you. Just make her happy; she is sweet and kind." Kevin clicked his glass at me. "The most beautiful woman I have ever seen," I said, and I drank the whiskey. If I let them drink, I will drive them home. They laughed at me. "The girls below are beautiful too, but I guess you tasted her lips already and were hooked by it," Kevin said, but I ignored him. He was right; I dreamed of her lips every night. I am thoroughly hooked on her.