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And since he was out, he was able to be in the crowd when I accepted my diploma.

I had wondered who would cheer the loudest.

My dad or Tank.

But I should have known.

The two idiots battled to be loudest.

And when I winked at Tank.

He won.

Of course, he did.

***

Walking into our house, I was so excited to share the news that I had gotten this very morning with Tank.

Damn, but I love that man.

And I loved him even more with every second I breathe.

The gift bag in my hand felt as though it was on fire.

But I wanted this to be perfect.

I've been patient.

He’s been patient.

But I was done with being patient.

So done with it point of fact that the moment I stepped through the archway that led to the living room I called out, “Tank.”

Normally, I wouldn’t have raised my voice that loud. I know how he can get. Because every time there’s a sound that is extremely loud, he jumps.

So, therefore, I have tried my best to keep my voice down, to not alarm him or scare him.

“Guest bedroom, Gray.” He called out.

Smiling when I heard his voice, I skipped down the hallway, smiling even wider at the pictures we had lining the walls.

And yes, every single picture was there ever since I was eight and he was nineteen.

Rounding the doorway, I made sure I had the bag concealed behind my back, and just like lightning struck the house, my smile vanished.

My body which was on a high adrenaline rush crashed.

All because he was going over his gear, and then packing it into his duffle or in his rucksack.

Not realizing the tone, nor realizing how raspy my voice sounded, with slumped shoulders, I asked, “When do you leave, and where are you going?”

“Can’t tell you were, babe. But I need to report to the hangar at zero three hundred hours.”

Sighing, I placed the bag underneath the bed.

Was I an idiot to not tell him I was pregnant?

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