My Soldier: A Miliatary Romance by Leah Holt

away.”
    “You could have, but you didn't.” His eyes narrowed, jaw pulling tight. “So what's first tonight, dinner or errands?”
    He took me by surprise, I wasn't thinking he was going to just show up at my place. And yet I was happy he did. Levi could have been right, there's a chance I might have let his call go to voicemail, or ignored his message.
    But deep down I was glad he didn't give me the chance to. I'm not the type of person who opens up to people.
    I liked my world small with the ability to hold it in my hands. It all came down to control, and when things seemed to spiral down for me, I took control anyway I could.
    “Are you hungry?” I asked, slipping my feet into the flats by the door.
    “Nice, how'd that one feel?” Levi nodded his head, eyes set on the tattoo on the top of my foot.
    “Not too bad, not nearly as bad as I thought.” Holding my foot off the floor, I twisted my ankle side to side.
    “Why the praying mantis?”
    “They're supposed to be good luck, I thought maybe if I had one tattooed on me then I'd have better chances.” Pursing my lips, I shrugged my shoulders.
    “How's that working for you so far?”
    “Well, I didn't end up in a gutter the other night. So I think it's doing the job.” Laughing, I grabbed my purse off the hook on the wall, tossing it over my shoulder. “I don't really have any errands to do, so let's go grab a bite to eat.”
    “I didn't think you did.” Chuckling under his breath, Levi raised his fingers to my arm, drawing small light lines up and down.
    Goosebumps broke across my skin, riding my arm in a wave. The tingle turned to a heat, a fire that spread and swirled across my inner thighs.
    His tender touch, the delicate swipe of his fingers made my panties turn to molten lava.
    I found myself staring at the size of his hand, the thickness of his fingers. Their rough exterior was lined with a sensual touch; a softness to his skin I didn't expect to feel.
    And a rush of sparks I didn't expect to break open inside my chest.
    My eyes expanded, throat struggling to swallow the gulp of air I was holding in my mouth. “Alright, let's go.” The few words were the only ones I could form across my tongue. The rest of my mind was wrapped up in him.
    Thoughts of his hands finding their way down my belly, and over the hot mound below started to take over.
    His deep blue eyes glistened, tongue dragging across his bottom lip. He could see it, Levi knew I was getting turned on by just his touch.
    I watched his chest puff up, muscles hardening beneath the form fitted t-shirt hugging his ribs. Each muscle rippled against the fabric, pressing off in a downward slide.
    And I couldn't stop my eyes from following the domino effect, freezing on his waist as the final muscle bulged beneath his jeans.
    Inside my head I was smacking my cheeks, slapping the life back into my brain.
    Stop!
    Stepping back, I threw my hand into my purse, digging around for my keys. A deep laugh pushed off his throat. “Looking for these?” he asked, holding my keys up on one finger and twirling them around.
    Grabbing them quickly, I let my lungs fill with a slow breath. Get a hold of yourself! I screamed inside my head.
    Levi walked back out the door, shoulder brushing against my breasts. I felt my nipples perk up, hardening beneath my bra.
    This man was making me want him, he was methodically pushing my buttons. I could feel my panties sticking to my pussy by the wetness he forced out.
    And in my head, I knew; no matter how much I tried to deny it, he was going to fuck me. Levi had just soaked me with a single brush of skin. My pussy was on fire, ready to take whatever he had to offer.
    No! Avni get a fucking grip! What is wrong with me? I wondered, unsure of where my defenses had gone. I didn't want to let myself fall into this guy. That's when you get hurt, that's when your heart could be torn from your chest and stomped on.
    My heart had been through enough, I was still broken from losing