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Aiden
War. All too graphic for civilians. Boom. Holding the key in the Dentist office door lock, I ducked and turned to the street. Jesus Aiden it was just a car backfiring.
I knew the difference. I’ve been inside two Humvees that flipped over after rolling over an IED. The sound was very distinctive from a car backfiring. I strolled over to the bar two doors down from my office. After drinking two beers I climbed into my truck.
Fifteen minutes later, I turned onto the peaceful darkened Apple drive. Beautiful custom street lamps lit the path as I drove toward my home. My lips curled upward. I still couldn’t get over Admiral Cutner suggesting I move to this small town of Coeur d'Alene in Idaho.
Hm, no water pooling along the curb of my neighbor’s home tonight.
Myself nor Ms. Kerns had lived in our neighborhood long. Mrs. Bell reminded me several times Ms. Kerns was single. Sometimes I wondered if Mrs. Bell hobbled across the street, with the help of her cane, into my neighbors back yard and turned on the water. All so I could turn off the spigot and talk to Ms. Kerns face to face. I’d offered to install the timer on various occasions, but she made it clear she wasn’t comfortable with me entering her home. What did she think I would do? Throw her against the wall and kiss her passionately? I wouldn’t ever force myself on a woman.
Early one Saturday morning, I opened my front door en-route to my office. Ms. Kerns tip toed down the drive way in a short pale, pink silk robe. My eyes widened as she bent down and scooped up the newspaper. There wasn’t a chance she wore shorts under that short robe only panties. I licked my lips and adjusted my throbbing cock in my pants. She tossed her crinkly dark hair over her shoulder, clutching the newspaper to her bosom. Her beautiful dark eyes under those long eyelashes never flickered a gaze toward my house. Her honey brown skin I bet was smooth as butter. Too many nights I dreamed of inhaling her delicious scent while filling her with every inch of my cock. The second she was behind closed doors, I darted out the door and hopped into my truck.
I’d been celibate for three and a half years and wasn’t interested in hooking up with Ms. Kerns or any other woman. No matter how many times I lusted for her as I clutched Ms. Kerns oval face and stared at her long nose that widened out over her perfect plump lips. Each time in my dreams she screamed my name and told me she belonged to me. Yeah, that was all it would ever be, a dream. Even though I was living my quiet life one day, I’d return to active duty. A woman or wife wasn’t what I wanted. Military life proved to be difficult for some married couples. Being apart for months or a year at a time often destroyed marriages. My brother Valen suffered that brutal fate once he returned home from duty. His wife Charlene who was his high school sweetheart, left a sticky note on the divorce papers on the kitchen table. It read, ‘Sign please.’
I shook my head at the memory.
Admiral Cutner made it clear my quiet life was temporary. “Commander, one day I will have another Special Ops mission for you to carry out. After all you are the best.” His words reminded me my cushy life could come to a screeching halt at any time. Why didn’t I disappear in another country?
Because I wanted to return to the U.S. Home.
I also wanted to complete my Doctor of Dental Medicine degree (DDM). While I studied online for my undergrad degree, my Sailor buddy Franklin Martell taught me a few dental survival surgery basics. They were key to the completion of my DDM degree. The skills I learned were useful during secret missions. One of my men was shot in the face. After I patched him up, he said I saved his life and his jaw. A smile curled my lips. If I ever retire from the Navy, I’ll continue my dental profession.
I turned into my driveway then threw the truck in park.
A dark figure whisked past on my left.
“Who the fuck was that?” I glanced next door at the darkened house.
Was that Ms. Kerns? No, why would she run around her yard at night? Then I thought back to her in the skimpy robe tip toeing down the driveway. Could have very well been her. I smirked, climbing out of my truck.
Commander Aiden Jason Wilder twenty-eight years and single forever. Involving a woman in my volatile life wouldn’t be wise. She’d possibly worry if I’d ever return home from active duty. Although, she and our children would be set for life with the type of military life insurance I had.
Don’t get me wrong there were great women married to military men. They wouldn’t dream of living without their spouse, no matter how long they were away from home. Yes, military wives were devastated when the notifying officer informed them their husband passed away. They loved that person wholeheartedly. It was clear not every woman would behave the way my brother’s wife did. Just wasn’t sure I wanted to take the chance.
Ms. Kerns shouldn’t roam around her yard at night.
I’d glance out the window to make sure she was all right.
I strolled through the dimly lit house and stepped into the bedroom at the end of the hall. I peered out the window into Ms. Kerns back yard. Two men stood in her backyard holding their guns low. My eyes widened. One of the men directed the other to walk toward the back door.
“Fuck! I have to get over there. They won’t harm her on my watch.” I ran back down the hall into my master bedroom and slipped my hand inside my dresser drawer. I retrieved the two Glocks with muzzles and slammed clips into both weapons. Freeing my green button-down shirt from the waistband of my khakis, I slipped one Glock against the small of my back.
I sprinted down the wooden stairs and out the front door. Holding the other Glock secure at my side, I crept across her lawn toward the back door. I pulled the woodened privacy fence ajar and peeked into the backyard. One guy lurked outside her back door. I crossed one foot across the other in a crouching position inching closer to the man. I wrapped my large forearm around his neck from behind, squeezing. He gripped my muscled arm trying to break free, but no luck.
“I’ll be back for you,” I whispered through clinched teeth, dropping his lifeless body to the ground.
I grabbed his weapon and stashed it under my shirt as I walked into her house. Creeping along the kitchen wall into the living room, I scanned my surroundings then peeked down the hall. The sound of shower water running upstairs caught my attention. I stalked up the wooden stairs holding the Glock high. Back to the wall, I stepped sideways, then peeked into the master bedroom. The man turned the bathroom doorknob. There wasn’t a chance in hell I would allow him to see her naked. I stalked inside the bedroom and rested my muzzle against the back of his head.
“You’re in the wrong house.”
The man raised his hands and snickered, walking backwards. “I don’t think so. She has something that doesn’t belong to her.” I snatched the weapon from his hand.
“I don’t give a fuck what she has. You thought you could walk into the bathroom and take a little something extra that didn’t belong to you,” I growled.
“Look man. Let me grab my boss’s property and be on my way.”
