annabel 'angel' mitchell is called back to top gun for a special training assignment after almost getting her father and herself discharged for good.
she knows he will be there, but she isn't ready to face him. after what rooster did to her, she ha...
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annabel
she curled the blanket tighter around herself at the sound of the thunder outside. after seeing bradley with that letter in his hand and that awful look on his face, she ran as fast as she could.
she made it down the hall and ran into phoenix, immediately throwing up all over her boots. she collapsed into her arms, going mute. she refused to open her mouth again, afraid her body would convulse again. phoenix had her excused from the day's lesson, even though maverick was very worried.
phoenix quickly drove her to her apartment, turning on her favorite movie and laying a tall glass of water on the table next to her.
after promising to stop by when her day was over, phoenix had left annabel curled up in bed by herself. ace was laying at her feet, chewing on a yellow tennis ball. he glanced every now and then at his mother, but she never moved.
annabel was left alone with her thoughts, the loud voices in her head drowing out heath ledger's voice on the tv screen.
how did bradley get the letter? when had he been to her apartment to get it? how did he know about it?
the only person annabel had ever told about the letter was ....... phoenix.
she wouldn't do that, would she?
no, surely not.
nothing made sense to annabel and she had too many thoughts swirling through her mind. she had no idea what she was going to do with herself. she couldn't go back to join the mission - she couldn't face bradley.
maybe her father would relieve her and reassign her somewhere else. better yet, she could talk to iceman and ask him for a reassignment. iceman had flown with her father and had been her honorary uncle her whole life.
ice loved her. never having any girls of his own, ice treated her like a princess.
ice would reassign her. he had to.
before she could reach for her phone to text him, there was a loud knock on her front door. she groaned into her pillow and ace's ears shot up. not having the energy to drag herself out of bed, she ignored the knock.
she hoped whoever was on the other side of the door would realize she wasn't in the mood and leave.
annabel would have no such luck. the person knocked again. and again.
finally, annabel dragged herself up and to the door. without even glancing through the peep hole, she threw the door open, ready to scold whoever waited on the other side.
she glanced up from his military-issued combat boots to his olive green flight suit. it was wrinkled from wear and patches decorated the front and shoulders. she glanced up to the chocolate brown eyes and huffed out the breath she had been holding.
