Safe Haven | Yuzuru Hanyu

18.

For the first time since they met, the exchanged kiss meant something more besides an initiation of sex and even if they didn't necessarily voice it out, it was easy to tell that they both knew that this was something more.

"You're still my boss" she said in between kisses.

"In theory, your boss is the person running the agency, I'm more of a client."

Somehow, the way he said that made her flush. It wasn't often that a man managed to get her red.

"A client? That sounds even worse! It's almost as if you're paying me for favors"

"It would certainly be easier than dealing with your personality."

Emma didn't waste time before punching his arm in response to his quirky statement.

"Ouch, that hurts!"

"I hope it does!"

"You do know a thing or two about throwing a punch..." He said, still rubbing his arm where she had punched him.

"I do have a few years of military training under my belt."

"I know... Not that you talk much about it."

"I don't talk to you about anything."

"You told me about your mom and skating"

It was true, he was the only one that she ever felt comfortable enough with speaking about those topics. It didn't mean that she would do the same with the army.

Some things were just better untold.

"I guess so..."

"I saw a video of you" he ended up admitting. "It was at an international competition."

Emma had no idea that there were still videos of her available for the general public, but apparently, Yuzuru found one.

"Was I decent at least?"

"You were good."

"You don't have to lie"

"I'm not, you were good. I wish you would show me in person."

"I doubt I can even make a decent turn now."

"You won't know unless you try."

"Maybe when the rink opens again..."

The way his eyes shined with excitement was very endearing. Emma wasn't quite sure why he wanted her to skate so much, but maybe it wouldn't be too bad to get back on the ice when she had to be at the rink either way.

The woman still wasn't quite sure what she was doing in Japan, supposedly protecting this two-time Olympic Champion that didn't need any protection in the midst of a pandemic.

What she did know was that because of this, she now had a Japanese heartthrob kissing her deeply and guiding her to the bed for a make-out session.

How the tables turn...

It was ridiculous how much her life changed in the last year. From shooting blindly and amputating legs in the middle of the desert to making out with Yuzuru.

As pissed as she was for being discharged, Emma couldn't help but be thankful that it happened and allowed her to now be in this situation.

"You're a million miles away." He said breaking her thoughts.

"Sorry."

Yuzuru placed the palm of his hand on her face, looking at her seriously with an analyzing look.

Emma felt like he could see right through her.

"Talk to me."

She sensed it was coming, he always wanted her to be honest and tell him what was on her head, no matter what it was. This was probably just another effort to try to know her better.

"It's nonsense."

"I still want to know."

And Emma gave up because she couldn't say no to him. Who would have guessed that this supposedly strong military woman could just let go with a look from a figure skater?

"I was just thinking of how glad I am to have been discharged."

"From the army?"

"Yeah."

"I thought you didn't like it when they sent you home."

Emma looked at him with a wondering expression, she had never told him that, not directly.

"How do you even know that?"

"Wild guess... So why are you glad?"

"Because it led me to you."

It was cringy and lovey-dovey, two things she didn't do at all. Well, not until now at least.

He smiled right away, of course he did. Yuzuru was a sucker for cute words and certainly seemed to be enjoying himself with her admission.

A kiss on the forehead was her reward, he was too sappy but deep down she knew that he wasn't the only one who loved cute and sappy romance.

Emma was a romantic at heart, even if she placed that side of her personality aside when her mom died.

They were effectively cuddling by now, something that she had to admit was unexpected given that if this was a normal situation, she would probably be in the middle of her second orgasm.

"I like this." He admitted, but she knew that already.

"Me too."

Who are you and what have you done with Emma...

The only thing that broke her thoughts was her phone ringing.
She considered ignoring it for a few seconds, after all, no one should call her in any given situation, but eventually, Emma did take the phone in her hands, only to find an unknown American number calling her.

Shrugging her shoulder to no one in particular, she took the call.

"Emma Anderson, who is this?"

"Captain Anderson, this is Major Johnson."

Johnson? He used to be her commanding chief in the Army, what did he want now?

"Sir? Why are you calling me?"

"I understand you're discharged."

"I have been for a few months."

Emma was very confused at the sudden call and needed answers. She had begged this man to come back to the field before joining her current employer and he denied her every request.

"Yes. You requested to come back in the past, we're giving you the opportunity now."

"I'm sorry, I'm not sure if I understand what you mean."

"We want you to come back."