Dawn POV
I turn to head back to my room but stop when a naked, chiselled torso blocks the door. My eyes travel up, from the V at the top of his pants up over his abs. Motherchucker, he has an eight pack. Over his pecks, but linger on the tattoo on his left peck. Without thinking I lift my hand, tracing the words
“Semper Fidelis” I whisper looking up into his eyes. There’s a storm of emotions in them
“You’re a vet?” I ask and he nods
“Marine corps” I say and he nods again
“That’s amazing” I say and he takes my hand
“It was” he says and I frown
“We were deployed, Bullet and I, extraction mission. Went sideways, took a hit and was discharged, honorably” he says, no emotion in his eyes
“Do you want to go back?” I ask but he shakes his head
“I did, wanted to join MOS, but not anymore”
