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friend home. He’d been a regular here, but
hadn’t been back since he returned from his tour of duty.
    Apologizing
for the stream of interruptions, I told him nonsense, it was nice to
see people appreciated him. I loved watching the interactions, and
the genuine pleasure in his face and voice seeing old friends. A few
beers were sent over, and when things calmed down I smiled.
    “You’re
quite the social butterfly,” I said.
    “It’s
been awhile. I come here time to time, but I’ve been gone.”
    “Right,”
I nodded. I asked a few more questions about his time away, and hoped
I didn’t over step boundaries.
    Austin
was pretty open about some things, but he said there are other things
you just keep inside and don’t talk about, or you talk to
another soldier who’s been through it. It’s hard to
relate to some of the stuff and lifestyle you’re living, and
then come back and reintegrate into civilian life again.
    He
asked me about my running, and I over shared way too many details.
I’m surprised his eyes didn’t glaze over. I really
enjoyed talking with him, and hoped he felt the same way. I was
fanning lustful flames inside, but had no clue where he was at there.
He held his cards close, and wasn’t giving that away.
    He
had this sexy smile, and every time he’d grin, my heart beat a
little faster. It was embarrassing how gooey I was feeling over him.
I’ve had boyfriends in the past, but this was different. I was
drawn to him, so absolutely smitten, that I was a little surprised
how little control I had over it.
    The
tavern owner picked up our tab and shook Austin’s hand,
exchanging a few words about his own old service days. It certainly
wasn’t a romantic meal with so many people stopping by, but to
be honest, I wasn’t sure if he was looking for a buddy or a
girlfriend at this point. I just couldn’t read him. One minute
he seemed warm and engaged, while the next he was in his own space.
    As
we got into his car, my mind went into overdrive. Should I invite him
in; will it give him the wrong idea? Okay, so what if I want to give
him that idea? Will he think I’m too forward? Maybe I should
wait. Should I just give him a kiss and go in alone? Oh, who am I
kidding, I want him to come in at least for a little while. My brain
was racing, trying to figure out what I should do. Maybe I just let
him take the lead and decide. I wonder if these kinds of thoughts are
going through his mind.
    After
driving back to my house, we settled in the driveway. I invited him
in, and Austin took me up on the offer, following me inside. It was
when the door closed that I realized he was interested – at
least for now. His hands were large and masculine, and all ready
caressing my shoulder from behind as we walked through to the living
room. His touch felt so nice, and I wondered where it would lead. I
knew what I hoped for.
    I
turned to face Austin, and he scooped me in his arms thanking me for
my company tonight. I looked into his eyes and got lost as he bent
his head to kiss me. His lips were slightly parted, and as I tilted
my head I sighed a little before kissing him. Our tongues grew more
heated, our bodies pressed together, and feeling his arms wrapped
around me I ached for more. His kiss left me breathless and wanting
more; I think I could have stood there kissing him all night. There
was something magical going on, some kind of wild chemistry, and I
was in lust!
    He
certainly wasn’t shy, and had no problem with confidence.
    His
fingers ran up through my hair, raking it gently, and then tenderly
drew down the length of my neck to my shoulder. Breaking free from
our kiss, he brushed my hair off of my shoulder and leaned in,
nibbling and sucking on my neck. Everything inside of me went weak,
feeling his warm breath, his mouth, and his fingers back in my hair.
He had me if he wanted, there was no way I could turn off what I was
feeling in the moment.
    “You’re
a sexy woman, Kate,” he mewed, as he enticed me