Chapter Thirty-Two
Eric couldn’t keep the silly smile he knew was pasted ear to ear from his face. The last week had been the best week of his life, spending every night in Abby’s arms. As they now headed back home to port in Norfolk, he remembered the call from the admiral that had come through the morning after his reconciliation with Abby. He had been having breakfast with her when he received the news: They’d been ordered home.
The crew’s adrenaline was pumping, and he could feel the joy come out of every wall and nook of his ship the closer they were to home.
Joe put a call through to Mary-Margaret since Eric had already arranged for housing on base. She volunteered to take care of their basic needs so they’d have a bed, food, everything they needed in their home. When Joe warned E
