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He’d enter the Marines.
That night, he’d gone home and spoken to his father about his decision.
It was the best one he’d ever made.
It had been life-altering.
He had journeyed the world over. He’d spent years based in Hawaii, Germany, and Afghanistan while traveling to countless other countries.
Dallas began to move up the ranks.
He’d come into a new family. A band of brothers who he would always cherish and remember.
“Your life sounds amazing,” Candi said, shifting up on her elbow. Her dark hair spilled onto her shoulders. Her lips curved up into a sexy smile.
“Well, it wasn’t all rainbows and sunshine,” he murmured. A darkness crept into his chest at the thought of the dream that had awoken him. He reached out a hand and brushed her hair away from her face to take a peek at her neck.
Dallas swallowed hard.
If he could kick his own ass, he would.
He’d never put his hands on a woman in any way but a sexual nature.
His stomach churned with the thought of what could have happened if he hadn’t snapped out of the dream.
“Do you want to talk about the dream?” she asked. She leaned across him with her dark eyes trained on him.
He swallowed hard and returned her gaze. It had been good to speak of his past. He hadn’t realized how therapeutic it would be to just have someone listen.
“I don’t want you having nightmares,” he said.
The Marines hadn’t been a perfect time. There were things that he would never be unable to unsee. Candi was an innocent. People like her were the reason that men and women entered the service every day.
To protect those who couldn’t fight and defend themselves.
“Try me. It will help. Believe me. I only know because of my therapist,” she admitted quietly.
Dallas couldn’t fathom what she must have gone through with her ex. He could imagine, but didn’t even want to ponder on it too long. He already wanted to do harm to the fucker. If they were to ever cross paths, it wouldn’t be pretty.
No man should lay his hands on a woman.
Ever.
A woman like Candi was meant to be cherished.
She needed a man to protect her, hold her hand when she was sad, be that shoulder to lean on when she cried, and be the one to give her the pleasure her body needed.
Dallas reached up and brought her face to his. He placed a soft kiss on her lips, realizing that he wanted to be that man for Candi.
She was his.
Candi drew back and lay on her pillow next to his.
“Stop trying to distract me, Officer McNeil. Talk.” She gave him a stern look and pulled the sheets over her naked form.
He turned on his side facing her and adjusted the pillow underneath his head.
“We were in a small town of Zahra. The mission had been to get food into the area to help the starving Afghans. It was a small town that had been set up for the misplaced civilians who had lost their homes. The Taliban had been keeping food that the UN was distributing, and these people were in danger of dying if we didn’t get the supplies to them.” He paused, closing his eyes.
