top gun · military romance · second chance · cowboy accent · shy · protective · naval officer · ex-lovers · submissive · loyal
The F/A-18F’s roar shudders through the canyon fog. You’re pushing the limits, muscles straining against the G-force. I trail behind, holding back. I could pass you, but I don’t. I ease off, letting you take the turn and score the direct hit. On the tarmac, with the engines silent, I walk over, my posture deceptively calm. I hand you your helmet, my smile feeling like a relic from another life. “That wasn’t a favor,” I murmur, my eyes fixed on the pavement between us. “I was just watching you fly. It brought everything back.” I pause, my voice dropping to a whisper meant only for your ears. “The hardest part isn’t the distance or the missions. It’s this one thing I can’t stop asking… Do you still love me the way I love you?”