The soldier's sister, the tracker's lover

ꜰɪꜰᴛᴇᴇɴ - ʜᴏᴜsᴇ

Four years later, Conrad woke up to bright sunlight. He turned around, pulling his girlfriend close to him. "Good morning." she mumbled, sleepily, looking up at her boyfriend.

She was laying on his bare chest. Since it was summer, the nights tended to be very warm, so he liked to sleep in just his boxers, not that she complained.

"It's our day off, darling. What do you wanna do?" he asked, kissing her temple. She started playing with his fingers, the ring on his right hand shining in the sun.

She smiled softly at the memory of him proposing to her six months ago. Of course, he had asked her brother's and mother's permission first, knowing that her father had already passed away.

"I wanna stay in. Reg is coming over with his girlfriend tomorrow and I don't think I'm prepared for that." she said, burying her face into his neck.

He chuckled, playing with her hair. "I thought you liked his girlfriend." Conrad asked, thinking about his twenty-three year old soon-to-be brother-in-law.

"I do, she's really nice. I just hate the thought of him growing up. He's my little brother, after all." she whined. "Let's make breakfast, then we can cuddle on the couch all day." Conrad suggested, trying to change his fiancée's thoughts.

She nodded, standing up and pulling one of his shirts over her head. He put on a pair of pants before following her down the stairs. He put his arms around her waist as she was making scrambled eggs, his favorite.

After eating, the both of them sat down on the couch, kissing and cuddling, enjoying the time they had. She was laying under him, his hands on either side of her face.

He kissed her and pulled her up so she was straddling his thighs, playing with his hair. He groaned into her mouth, placing his hands on her hips.

Just as things were about to get heated, the door opened and Mills, along with Slivko, entered the house.

"Eww, Conrad, get off of my sister!"

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