Light in the Dark

Ten

Michael

I knew she cried herself to sleep because I waited outside her door until I couldn't hear anything. Creepy, I know. When I stepped in the room, my breath got caught in my throat.

She's so beautiful

The moonlight hit her just right, illuminating her features. She was laying on her stomach and her right leg wasn't covered by the blanket, letting me know that she wasn't wearing any pants. My dick throbbed at the thought of her barely clothed body under the covers.

Control yourself Mike!

I lifted the covers to climb in the bed with her and sure enough, she was only in a thin tank top and underwear. Her underwear had ridden up a little and her perfect ass was on display. I pushed the perverted thoughts from my mind and put my arm around her. burying my face into her hair that was splayed out on her pillow.

I wouldn't mind going to sleep like this every night

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I woke up when I felt her detach herself from me. I pretended to be asleep but cracked an eye open to watch her. She walked over to the window sill and sat on the nook space.

"I know you're awake." She said quietly after a few minutes but still kept her eyes out the window.

I sat up, my cover blown. "What are you doing awake?"

"I can never sleep for more than a few hours."

"Is that why you came in the house so late the night we met?" She nodded.

I walked over to her, desperate to have her beautiful brown eyes on me. I sat in front of her but she still didn't look at me so I pulled her into my lap so that she straddled me. I was painfully aware that her barely clothed body was sitting on top of me but I couldn't think of that right now.

"Why are you mad at me?" Our faces were so close together that if I moved an inch closer, we'd be kissing. I would love nothing more than to feel her lips on mine but she doesn't feel that way about me.

"I'm not so can we please drop it?"

"Okay." I didn't want to fight with her anymore.

She turned her attention back outside but I was still focused on her. My gaze drifted down until I saw her left arm, covered in a couple of scars. I reached out to touch them but the second my hand made contact, she flinched and jumped off of me. Her eyes turned wide as I surveyed her body. Her entire left side was covered in scars, more on her leg than arm. When I looked back up at her eyes, they were filled with tears. I took a step forward to comfort her but she took a step back, this continued until she was backed up against the wall.

"Please don't look at me." She cried.

"Constance." I traced some of the visible scars, including the one on her eye. "You're gorgeous."

"No I'm not, I'm damaged. Look at me!"

"I am. I'm looking at the strongest person I know." "Is this why you always wear long sleeves?"

She nodded and gave a humorless chuckle. "The last guy that I trusted and was intimate with saw my scars and well, let's just say he couldn't get out fast enough."

"Well, he's a fucking idiot and I'm not him. I think they make you unique."

We sat in silence for a few minutes before she finally looked me in the eye. "I killed my best friend two years ago. We were in a secret location in the Middle East when we were ambushed. He pushed me out of the way and died in my fucking arms! And what's even worse was that he had a wife and child that he should've went home to. They threw a bomb at us and I hid for cover, that's how I got the scars. I should be dead right now."

She was right when she said that she had been through a lot in the Marines but I didn't think it was that bad.

"God does things for a reason. If it wasn't for your friend we would've never met."

"I know, I just feel so guilty, that should've been me."

"But it wasn't and I'm grateful for you everyday." I pulled her in for a tight hug. "If it wasn't for you, I don't know where I'd be. You're not around me because of my money and that's rare to find nowadays. You're around me for me and I can't tell you how much that means to me."

I picked her up and laid her back in the bed and got in with her, spooning her. I kissed the back of her neck and nuzzled into her hair. She needed all the comfort and support that she could get, and I was ready to provide it, especially since she shared a large part of herself with me. We didn't talk anymore after that, just me kissing her neck and rubbing her arm.

It's official, I'm in love with her

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A/N: sorry if it's terrible, I wrote this at like 3am