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Aria

A few days later,I still hungered to taste Erik’s cum on my lips again. I was high on his salty taste and masculine scent. Had he really forgiven me? Maybe we still had a chance?

It didn’t matter now. I had to focus.

While the rest of my classmates enjoyed the precious few hours we were allowed to slumber, I met my enemy on the battlefield.

I had a date with DirtyName.

I returned to the “O” course, taking a moment to marvel at the deep blue night ocean. I had two more days to conquer myfear.

For the next two hours, I ran the course, each time failing Dirty Name. I tried every technique I could think of. I went faster, I went slower, I hoisted my legs over it, under it, threw my body on top of the log, under the log, but I still couldn’t completeit.

But I couldn’t giveup.

I looked up at the condos where Erik lived. There was a light on in his place, and I could swear he was watchingme.

I needed him. Not as my lover. But as the only person who’d ever really believed inme.

With his help and support, I could pass. Without lowering the SEALs strict standards.

A lump rose in my throat. But I didn’t have him anymore. I had to rely on myself.