Lethal Obsession

Fog

Kale ends the phone call before giving Nate an opportunity to continue. We are the prey of the predator and Kale has now provoked Nate. I grab the knife and hop up in fear that Nate is right outside of the cabin.

Kale looks at me sympathetically. "That was an empty threat. If he could see us, he would be inside already. I think he likes to see you suffer honestly. That's why he isn't here yet."

I sigh in relief that he hasn't arrived. Ultimately, this should be my fight alone but I know that Kale won't let that happen. I feel absolutely exhausted mentally and physically. Being pregnant also plays a huge factor. That's it! I need sleep before Nate gets here! I won't be of any help if I'm too drained to do anything.  "I need to get some rest."

Kale understands and gives me a fresh shirt to sleep in. "I will stay with you while you sleep and let Chris and Beck keep watch." He leads them to the best spots to scan the perimeter then returns to the room with me. He sits on the bed and lies me down while resting his hand on my uninjured thigh. I fall asleep quickly without a chance to say a word to him.

Kale's hand slides up my supple thigh underneath my shirt, grabbing the rim of my panties. It's a dark and vivid bliss. I feel for him. I yearn for him. I get up and push him down to the bed as I straddle his lean body. I can feel his hard member through his pants, pushing against my panties in between my legs. He takes off his shirt and I rest my soft hands upon his firm chest feeling every muscle. A ray of light comes in and I notice tattoos on his chest he didn't have before. When I look back up the beam strays from his body to his face and I realize it's not Kale, it's Nate!

I awake immediately and notice Kale across the room looking out the scope through the window from his assault rifle. He is ready for what's coming but after that dream, I don't know if I am. Even when Nate isn't here physically, he still haunts me mentally. I get up and get dressed in the clothes I had from yesterday. Kale glances over at me standing in my tank and panties as I am about to put on my pants. It's like he can't refrain from looking at me, whole heartedly and elated that I'm back with him. I can sense the passion he exudes when he feels my figure with his eyes. I slide on my jeans as I look at him with a small smile. 

He snaps out of it and goes back to looking through the scope. "Sorry. I just...missed you. All of you."

"No need to apologize." I walk over to him and give him a kiss on his head and wrap my arms around him. I look out the window and notice a dense fog has settled since I drifted off. "Can you see anything through that with the heavy haze?"

"I can see pretty well through it up to about two- thousand yards easily." He changes the settings on the scope. "Sometimes the thermal can have issues picking up heat signatures through it if it's really thick fog. Don't worry. I've got this. It kind of feels like I am back at work when I was deployed. I did this all of the time when looking for or watching a target."

The realization hits me how lethal Kale is. How many 'targets' has he killed? He must have been through so much being enlisted. Tracking down people and killing enemies must be second hand nature. I guess he has to shut off his feelings like I did in the fire department. You can't feel so you are numb to everything otherwise it will kill you internally and emotionally. I want to remember the time I had with Kale during that period of my memory loss. Maybe I should just ask him what we had or were planning on together. I was living a whole different life with Nate not knowing what was going on or what had happened. I believed every little thing Nate told me. God I am so gullible! What else was I supposed to do though? I didn't have my friends and I have no family. I thought I was gaining one with Nate and the baby but now that's all a lost cause. "Kale?"