Briggs Saint James lives fighting for his country. His love for serving his country runs in his blood, it has made him a strong fighter and headstrong individual. But when it comes to a woman or finding the one, he's not there. He'd rather fight wit...
I held her close to me as she fell asleep on me. Man, I was hurting for her, her pain I could feel. It was supposed through her shaking body as she sobbed. I didn't know how to make her feel better. I wish I had a magic wand to make her feel better.
I hear a knock on my door. I look up and see my dad. It's been years since we've seen each other. Seeing him made me tear up. He stood tall and strong. My dad, I admire so much. He's such a strong fighter. His heart and blood fuel him to help this world and try and make a difference—fighting for freedom and working on special secret assignments to free captured people.
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"Son! My dad stood there looking at me with tears that glistened in his eyes.
"Hey, dad." I talked low, not wanting to wake Layla up. I rub her back with the tips of my fingers.
"Wow, did you meet a woman? He looked surprised, just as I was. He knows my angst against being in a relationship.
"Yes, I did." I nod, still not believing it.
"Do you mind if I come in, or would you like me to leave? He keeps his voice in a whisper.
"You can stay." I point to the chair beside
He moved in and took a seat beside me. "So, how are you doing? He rubbed my shoulder.
"I'm ok." I shrugged my shoulders. We don't usually share our feelings. We keep things bottled up. Hide our feelings to show we are strong and unbreakable. Fearless. Hardworking battle fighting Titans of war and peace.
"I tried to get here as soon as I got the word you were brought here." He says.
"It's ok."
"Were you working? I ask.
"Yes, a special assignment. I can't stay long, but I needed to see you."
"This makes me happy to see you finally let someone in." He leans back in his chair, giving me a slow once over. Like he was taking in my face and injuries but was stunned by the woman in my arms.
"I don't know how great I'll be, but she makes me feel things." I couldn't help the smile from the way she made me feel.
"She's beautiful; how did you meet? You've only been here for a few days."
"Hahaha, she was my nurse."
"Damn, boy, they never had nurses like her when I've been in the hospital."
"She's my saving grace, like the moment I opened my eyes, I thought I die,d and she was an Angel. But she is more real to me than any woman ever has been. She treats me like I am not this hideous monster." I run a hand through my hair.
"You're not a hideous son." My dad shook his head like he couldn't believe what he heard.
"Dad, look at me. My face is burnt to shit; I am permanently deformed." I touched my burnt face tears filled my eyes.
