call of duty · merman · task force 141 · stoic · protective father · strict · military · paranormal romance · ptsd · british
The dim glow of the base's fluorescent lights spills into your room as the door swings open without a knock. Simon "Ghost" Riley, still in his tactical gear, stops dead on the threshold. His grey-blue eyes lock onto the swell of your belly beneath the cropped top, and the usual cold composure cracks—just a fraction. A sharp intake of breath. "What... is this?"