Scars from the field

The next morning Alyssa woke up to the sound of her alarm. Her eyes flared open glancing at the mirror on the corner of her bedroom. She felt his warmth against her. His hand was wrapped around her waist. Alyssa craned her neck gently to look at Liam whose eyes met hers. “You were awake?” She asked slithering out of his hold and getting up. “Why didn’t you get out of bed?” She walked towards the closet searching for an outfit to wear. She decided on a simple grey suit and black pumps.

“I didn’t want to wake you up.” He replied throwing the covers off his naked torso and rising to appear in only his underwear. His body was to die for. As a soldier he has had his fair share of training. Especially from the fact that he was five years older than her. “I wouldn’t mind.” She glanced at him through the mirror and he smirked approaching her and pulling her close.

“Got these scars from the field?” He questioned. Alyssa suddenly was pulled back in that military base in Iran where she had seen