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Small Comforts

Author: Donna Lynn

E-mail: donnalynn@darkangelsfanfic.com

Status: Incomplete

Word Count: 7,348

Size: 42KB

Category: Angst/Drama/Romance

Rating: NC-17

Content Warning: Language and sexual content.

Summary: Hoot finds comfort in a place he didn't think he could find it.

Author's Note: It's taken me quit a while to write this and at first I wasn't going to make it a continuation just a one time experience, a one night stand if you will. But since I've finished this part I've decided to go ahead and make it into a continuing story. Don't know how long or short. Hell, I don't even have a good plot done out. None of the characters/real persons from the movie, book or actual event are in this story.

Pairing: Hoot/Other

Disclaimer: The characters/real persons of "Black Hawk Down" do not belong to me. So DO NOT sue me!

Saturday night, I definently need a night out Hoot thought as he entered a local bar in Fayetteville, North Carolina with a comfortable stride. He was supposed to meet a few of his buddies for drinks but he didn't see any of them around just yet. He walked up to the bar and sat on an empty stool and waited for the bartender.

"What can I get you?" the man asked wiping down the bar in front of him.

"Bud Light, " Hoot answered then looked over his shoulder when he heard a woman laugh wholeheartedly. Out of natural curiosity he watched her as she continued to crack up at whatever her friend was telling. He let his gaze fall over her, admiring her shapely form. She was an average height for a women, about five seven maybe, with wavy brown hair and a nice tan. She was too far away to tell what color her eyes were but they were probably brown. She was oblivious to his prying eyes but that was how he liked it. That was the last thing he wanted or needed in his life right now, to be attached.

The bartender placed a coaster in front of him then a cold brisk beer. "I'll make a tab for you, " he offered then moved on to another customer.

Hoot took the beer and put it to his lips taking a long swig closing his eyes. He wasn't an alcoholic or a drunk by far but there were times when he thought he would go nuts if he didn't get a beer. His daddy used to always tell him�Son, there's a difference between an alcoholic and a drunk. An alcoholic goes to meetings, a drunk doesn't. Hoot smiled at the memory and placed his beer back on the coaster. He glanced at his watch a noted it was only ten o'clock and his buddies probably wouldn't show up for another hour or so, if they did at all.

He picked up his beer and turned on his stool and leaned back against the bar. He scanned the room briefly noting there were maybe ten people total in the place. His attention was brought back to the brunette at the pool table. She leaned over to aim for her next shot and he couldn't help but watch. Her technique was interesting he noted. He couldn't help but be observant about the things around him. It was instinct he was trained to do so. She is a pretty thing he admitted to himself. It wasn't her looks that caught his attention really it was the way she carried herself. She was confident and sure. People wouldn't believe how much you could tell about a person from the way they walked. She looks to be the type that can take care of herself he thought curiously.

She made her shot sinking the striped number eleven into the right corner pocket. With a satisfied smile she sat up and looked Hoot's direction meeting his gaze. He felt stupid for being caught but he didn't dare look away immediately. You never looked away like you didn't mean to get caught. After a second he looked away as if he were only looking at her in passing. Nice man�real smooth he berated himself. From his peripheral vision he could see that she had put her attention back to the game, and was thankful. He tipped his head back and downed the rest of his beer then turned and placed the empty bottle down.

"Can I have another beer please?" Hoot requested.

"Make that two Nick, " Hoot turned at the sound of the women's voice and there stood the girl from the pool table. "Hi, " she greeted with a warm smile politely. She leaned against the bar and waited patiently. "You play?" she asked out of nowhere.

He looked at her blankly for a second making sure she was talking to him before she continued.

"You seemed to be interested in the game, " she said explaining herself. She spotted him as soon as he entered the homely bar and was immediately struck by him. He was handsome no doubt but it was the way he presented himself, confident and maybe even a little cocky. Army guy she noted to herself as she brought her attention back to her game. Then she caught him watching and wondered if he was watching the game or her? Probably a little bit of both she thought.

At first he thought she was messing with him for being caught staring but there was no malice to her voice and her expression was friendly. "I get to on occasion, " he divulged with a hidden smile. Putting a cue stick in Hoot's hands was like giving him a rifle, he would kick your ass, but he didn't like to brag. "Where'd you learn to play?" he asked curiously taking a swig from his beer.

She grinned lightly, "A number of places. When I was a kid I'd sneak away here during the day and watch this old guy play. One day he finally noticed me and offered to teach me. Then when daddy found out I'd been hanging out in a bar during the day he tanned my hide. Then he came down here to find out why they were letting an eight year old come into a bar by herself." She was about to continue but decided against it. Not everybody wants a life story when they ask you a simple question dumbass she berated herself hiding her conflict from her face.

"You wouldn't be talkin' about Old Man Johnson would you?" he asked with a knowing smile.

She nodded with a hearty laugh, "The very one. That man should've gone pro."

He nodded in agreement as Nick put their beers on the bar in front of them.

"Thanks Nick." She threw a tip on the bar and turned her attention back to him. "So how'd you know him?" she asked curiously taking a drink. She knew few people that remembered the man. He died a couple years back when she was still a teenager.

"I knew him through my dad, or heard about him anyway. I'd seen him a couple times whenever he walked by the house that's about it, " he admitted.

"He was a good man, till you pissed him off then you better high tale it out of the way, " she reminisced fondly. A few seconds of silence passed between them and she glanced towards her table and noticed that her friends were getting ready to go. Dammit, every time I start talking to a guy they get ready to leave she thought in irritation. She sighed, "Well, my rides about to leave. She's got other business to attend too." She pushed away from the bar. "Damn shame woman's gotta go home before eleven on a Saturday night." She held out of her hand to him and forced a smile. "Well, it was a pleasure to meet you, the beer's on me."

He took her hand and shook it then stood taking a drink from his beer. "Why don't you stay awhile. I'm supposed to be meetin' some buddies but�" he looked at his watch. "�it don't look like their gonna show so�" he gave her his best puppy dog smile without appearing ridiculous.

She laughed and bit at her bottom lip briefly looking over at her friends then back to him. "Uh�sure okay, I can stick around for awhile, " she agreed. "I'm Hannah by the way."

"Hoot, " he said plainly.

She narrowed her eyes curiously, "Hoot? Must be a nickname."

He narrowed his eyes in return, "Oh yeah, what make you say that?"

She chuckled, "Surely your parents don't hate you that much?"

He broke out in an all out grin then, "My real name's Norman, but nobody but my Aunt Joanne calls me by it."

"I like Hoot better, " she agreed warmly putting her hands in her back pockets.

"Hey girl you ready to go?" Hannah looked to see her friend Becky approach them.

Hannah looked between Hoot and Becky for a second then she faced her friend. "Actually I'm gonna hang around for a little while I'll just catch a cab or something."

Becky looked from Hannah to Hoot then back to Hannah. "Call me when you get home alright, " she ordered as she gave her a hug goodbye.

"Sure thing, " she pulled back and put her hands back in her pockets. "You guys be careful okay."

Becky nodded and made her way out with her boyfriend leaving Hannah and Hoot to themselves.

About three hours later they were buzzing and had already played several games of pool. The bar wasn't within city limits so it didn't have to close at midnight on Saturdays.

"What the hell! I know you're not gonna count that!" she voiced in a fake dramatic tone.

"You bet your sweet ass I'm gonna count it, " he retorted trying desperately to hide his grin. "I win darlin."

She gaped at him and walked around the table to his side. "Hell no! I saw you bump the table as it got close to the whole!"

He grabbed his beer and shook his head, "I don't wanna hear it you've been strollin' around this table all night tryin' to distract me with that ass of yours." He smiled the whole time he spoke. Over the last three hours he gathered she was the type to be able to take as much as she dished.

She narrowed her eyes and tilted her head, "Flattery will get you nowhere with me solider."

"What will?" he asked bravely finishing off his beer and putting it on the edge of the pool table. All together they both probably had about thirty beers or so, he hadn't kept count, but he knew she had more than ten and she wasn't falling all over the place or slurring her words. She seemed to hold her alcohol pretty well. My kind of woman he admired.

She leaned against the side of the table and crossed her arms over her chest and stared him strait in the eye. "What are you willin' to do?" she retorted quietly. She couldn't believe how brave she was being.

He grew serious for a moment and returned her gaze, "Nothin' you don't wanna do."

It occurred to her that he was giving her an out if she wanted it. He wouldn't think any less of her if she left and took a cab home. After about an hour in his company she figured out he wasn't the steady type but he took care of his 'partners' while he was with them. Earlier he mentioned he was shipping out the day after next and she would probably do the same thing if she were in his shoes. If she was to ship out soon and didn't know when she would be in the company of another man she would go on her own search. What's it gonna hurt Hannah, it's been a while since you've been with anybody�and you're pretty good at judging people she tried to persuade herself.

"Wanna come by my place for a little while?" she asked tentatively. "I live about two miles down the road."

"Sounds good, " he nodded as they paid their tabs and went on their way.

They made it to her house without being pulled over or even seeing another car on the way, which was good since they were both over the legal limit no doubt. But Hannah was pretty confident that there would be no traffic and even if they had been pulled over she would have known the cop most likely.

"Come on in make yourself at home, " she offered heading towards the kitchen.

Hoot stepped inside and shut the door, locking it. He didn't know if she lived alone and he wanted to make sure they weren't disturbed. He toed off his shoes and put his jacket on the coat rack and went to join her in the kitchen.

"How do you like your coffee?" she asked over her shoulder as she gathered everything. "Personally I like a lot of cream and sugar in mine."

The mention of coffee made Hoot smile. Grimes was such a whiny ass he remembered fondly. But a brave bastard too�"I better take mine plain, " he said looking around the medium sized kitchen with interest.

"Okay, " she nodded and started to fill the coffeepot full of water. Now that she was totally alone with him she couldn't help but feel a bit nervous. Relax Hannah, don't get nauseous on the man she scolded herself. She looked over her shoulder and saw him walking around the living room across the hall. Hannah had a bad habit of flirting with safe men, which meant she flirted with gay men, married men, or guys with girlfriends. If there was a chance she could hook up with them she tended to treat them like they were diseased. If she did that meant she might actually have to live up to her word and with some people she didn't want too. She liked flirting and just because she flirted with you didn't mean she wanted to sleep with you and that was how most guys thought. When it actually came to dating or just a one-night stand she got butterflies in her stomach.

"Nice place you got, " he complimented nicely. "Reminds me of my mom's place in Texas."

"That where you from?" she asked pouring the water into the coffeemaker.

"Momma was from Texas and daddy was from Georgia, " by then he had walked back into the kitchen. "Daddy met Momma while he was stationed at Fort Worth."

"Was it love at first sight?" she couldn't help but smile at the image in her mind. She didn't have a clue what his parents looked like but they had to be good looking for their son to be so handsome.

He shrugged, "I guess, Daddy died when I was thirteen and Momma always talks good about their life before I was born�" he trailed off as if that was all he would say.

It didn't go unnoticed by Hannah. "Sorry, didn't mean to dredge up bad memories, " she said regrettably.

He quickly looked up and saw the genuine look on her face. "Oh no it's not that I just�"

"�you're a private person I understand. Your family life seems very important to you, " she hoped she put him at ease. "I can understand you not wanting to talk about your family life with someone you just met."

He cleared his throat and crossed his arms over his chest as he leaned against the center bar of the kitchen.

She finished with the coffee and turned to face him, leaning against the bar across from him. "So�" she trailed off unsure of what to do next. To be perfectly honest she had never had a one-night stand and she didn't know how to go about it now.

Hoot tilted his head and looked her up and down with a light smile. "You've never done this before have you?" he asked bluntly but not teasingly.

She laughed nervously and nodded hesitantly. "More like never, " she admitted with a nervous laugh.

From the moment they stepped inside he could sense a change in her. He had an inkling she might change her mind once they were alone. If there was one thing Hoot didn't do that was force himself on a woman, for any reason. He took a deep breath and pushed away from the counter and stepped closer to her, within arms reach. "Look, we don't have to do anything if you don't want too, " he reassured her softly. "I can just hang out for a while or�I can leave, no hard feelings."

She smiled up at him, "You always such a gentlemen?"

He smiled back, "I try."

She closed the distance between them and leaned up on her tiptoes and pressed her lips against his, softly. "I don't want you to leave, " she whispered. "How can I refuse a man whose risks his life for his country so willingly�it's the least I can do, " she said honestly against his lips. "But I would want you anyway, " she reassured him feeling his body tense at the mention of her gratitude.

He needed no further encouragement as he pinned her against the counter and kissed her deeply, his hands framing her face. "You live alone?" he asked breathlessly sliding his fingers into her belt loops as he slowly pulled her out of the kitchen.

She nodded, "Yeah, unless you've got somewhere to be�we'll have the place to ourselves."

He shook his head, "Right here is where I wanna be." He pushed her against the wall and devoured her as if he were starving. There was a distinctive taste about her that he couldn�t get enough of. She wrapped her arms loosely around his neck and returned his fevered kisses. There was something about his aggressiveness that pulled her. He pushed her against the wall with his lower body and groaned into her mouth. She moaned in return from the feel of his body as he assaulted her neck with kisses, scraping his teeth against her sensitive neck. He pushed her further up the wall and groaned against her jaw. "Where's your bedroom?" he asked leaning his forehead against hers.

"Upstairs�on the right, " she said breathlessly.

With great restraint he released her and allowed her to lead the way to her room.

Oh my God he's a good kisser she thought hazily as she lead the way upstairs. The closer to her room they got the louder her pulse pounded and the hotter she felt. She wasn't a virgin but she wasn't experienced by far. She had been with less than a handful of men and she prided herself on that. Now I'm about to have sex with a perfect stranger, and I do mean 'perfect' stranger she scolded herself. Before she knew it they were in her room. She stood in the middle of the room with her arms wrapped around her body, her back to him. The soft click of the door made her shiver but she couldn't bring herself to turn around. The sound of his boots on the carpet were silent but sounded like thunder in her ears at the same time.

"Change your mind?" he asked quietly from behind her, not touching her.

"I don't know, " she found herself saying before she could stop it. "I mean�oh God I sound like a bumbling moron."

He chuckled softly and turned her to face him. "Look, if you don't want too or you're not sure?" he asked honestly. He stared into her eyes and could tell she was put off somehow. "What do you want?"

She knew what he was really asking. Why was she having doubts all the sudden? She shook her head slightly. "Look I don't want promises or guarantees. I don't expect anything except tonight�that's what I want�but�" she trailed off looking away.

He titled his head down trying to meet her eyes, "What?"

She took a deep breath and met his gaze, "I don't want this to be just about me or just about you."

He couldn't help but smile as he took her hands and entwined them with his. "If you're worried I'll get mine and leave you out�don't worry�I'm not that kinda guy, " he reassured backing her towards the bed. "I'll take real good care of you�" he breathed as he leaned down and nibbled on her left ear.

She needed no further encouragement as his hands worked her T-shirt from her pants and over her head to be thrown across the room. He cupped her lace-clad breast gently and kissed her soundly. As he kissed her his hands moved down her body to her jeans to fiddle with the button and zipper. The material released then he slid the zipper down with ease, but he didn't make a move to push them down, which surprised her. Her train of thought was broke when his hands glided up her back to the clasp of her bra. Their eyes met as he opened the clasp and pulled it off her letting it drop to the floor. She had to fight to keep from covering herself.

If there was one thing she liked about her body physically it had to be her breast. Not too big and not too small, just right in her opinion. From the look in his eyes he seemed to have the same mind set. "Like what you see?" she asked boldly, surprising herself.

"Very nice, " he smiled then reached down and started to pull his shirt out of his pants as she unbuckled his belt and worked on the button and zipper. He pulled the shirt over his head and tossed it across the room and sighed as she slowly, almost in a torturous manner slid the zipper down releasing some of the pressure on his erection.

She couldn't resist her next action. She slipped her hand inside his briefs and almost fainted. The heat coming off of him and his�size. She watched him close his eyes and lean his forehead against hers. She slowly stroked him loving the silky feeling of him. Her eyes drifted slowly down where her hand was. He was definently a fit person. You could probably wash clothes on that washboard stomach of his. She stroked him a few more times then released him taking a step back. She started to remove her socks and shoes and he soon followed her lead until they were both naked.

He closed the gap between them and wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her against his solid form. He bent his head down and ran his nose across her cheeks, chin, jaw�almost like he was trying to remember what she would look like with his eyes closed. She found her own fingers tracing his face and body.

"Hoot�" she said hesitantly.

"mmm�"

"I don't have�anything and I'm not on the pill�" she didn't finish knowing he would get what she was saying. "If you don't�"

"�don't worry, I got protection, " he reassured giving her a nudge towards the bed.

She backed towards the bed and made herself comfortable as he retrieved the rubber. She admired his body as he bent over. The way his muscles flexed and relaxed�he was gorgeous. "Do you work out all day?" she found herself asking.

He grinned as he stood up strait, "What we do is physically demanding." He made his way over to her and laid next to her, facing her on his side.

He never singles himself out he always says 'we' when it comes to his job she thought humbly. Her entire life she heard the code of the military Never Leave A Man Behind and she could tell the man before her lived by that code. I could fall in love with a man like him� she thought sadly.

"What is it?" he noticed the far away look in her eyes and wondered what she was thinking so hard about all the sudden.

She quickly looked at him and smiled, "Nothing." She leaned forward and kissed him softly. She maneuvered herself on top of him. Later she would brood in her own thoughts after he was long gone. It wasn't like she would ever see him again. "Right now I just wanna feel, " she sighed leaning her head back. She rubbed herself against his erection and loved the shiver that gripped her spine. She quickly moved down his body to keep herself from doing something they would both regret. That's the last thing I need right now is a kid to try and tell him about later she thought. She settled herself between his legs and admired him openly. You know when you here your best friend say their newest boyfriend has the biggest dick they've ever had? Then they talk shit about the ex and say he had the smallest dick they'd ever seen? Most of the time that was just them bragging and no one really paid any attention. But Hannah could honestly say that Hoot was the biggest she had ever seen, or been with.

She took him into her hand and firmly stroked him up and down. She peered up at him hearing a satisfied exhale.

He sat up on his elbows and watched as her hand went up and down his shaft. Jesus she's got a firm grip he noticed. He wanted her to go down on him but he felt strange asking any woman to blow him. There just wasn't a nice or neat way of asking for a blowjob without sounding like an ass to him. He knew if it made him feel dirty it made her feel dirty. Besides, he didn't want her to do it just yet. He did, but he didn't at the same time. He liked it just before he buried himself inside a woman. He was broken from his thoughts when she licked the underside of his erection and was about to take him into her mouth.

Before she knew what happened he pulled her up and rolled them over so he was on top of her between her legs. "Did I do something wrong?" she asked worriedly trying to meet his eyes.

"Hell no, " he chuckled, his right hand slid down her body between her legs and into her slick folds finding her dripping wet. "Nothing at all, " he nuzzled her neck as he made slow teasing circles around her sensitive clit evoking the most erotic sounds he'd ever heard.

All thought to stop left her mind. She wiggled uncontrollably under his touch. His motions were slow and deliberate. He was in no hurry to get her off but make her stay in a state of madness. Shiver upon shiver raked her body as she tried to gain some control over herself. It was the strangest feeling she'd ever had. Touch was one the most precarious things. No matter how hard you try to ignore it, you can't. Even if the touch is unwelcome the body will eventually respond. The way he was touching her at the moment was completely wanted, much more. She wanted him deep inside her, to feel him when he came.

"Hoot�" whimpered, her left hand clinging to the bedspread, her other on top of his between her legs.

"Shh�" he whispered against her lips. "Don't talk�" he dipped a finger inside her making her gasp.

She gripped his hand between her thighs tightly for a moment then released her hold pushing against his hand.

He sat up and moved between her legs never breaking contact with her. "God I wanna make you come, " he groaned pushing her legs apart. She watched as he dipped his head down and flicked his tongue against her clit.

She could no longer hold herself up. She fell back arching her back moaning uncontrollably. His tongue was pure wet silk that felt like a magnet against her most private of places. Over and over he licked her driving her slowly mad. Her heart pounded, her breath hitched� "Oh shit!" she screamed as she was hit with a wave of heat that went from her head to her toes. "Oh my God, " she groaned as he crawled up her body to settle himself between her legs. "Oh my God�" she repeated coming down from her high.

He chuckled above her and grabbed the condom next to them on the bed, but didn't move to put it on. "You alright?" he noticed she hadn't made a move to open her eyes yet.

She nodded and swallowed, "Yeah just give me a second."

He nuzzled her neck again and took a deep breath smelling her. "Damn�I'm not gonna be able to sleep, " he said huskily pushing himself fully against her.

"Why's that?" she half said, half moaned.

"I'm gonna be fucking hard all night, " he grabbed her behind the knees and wrapped her legs around his waist. It took all his might to keep himself from pushing himself inside her. Don't be dumb Hoot he scorned himself. He sat up and tore the wrapped open and pushed the condom over himself.

She watched with interest then met his eyes as he settled back between her legs. He buried his face against her neck then pushed inside her with a strangled moan. "�mmm�yeah�" he breathed sitting up on his elbows. Her face was slack went slack with ecstasy as he started to move within her. Total abandonment was the only way to feel.

"Deeper�" she moaned bringing her knees to rest next to his shoulders. He gripped her hips and pulled her closer slipping deeper inside making her cry out. "Oh my God!" She clinged to him as his thrusts became harder and faster.

He pounded inside her over and over making her gasp, moan, cry out in pleasure. If she had neighbors they would surely hear her, but he didn't care. All he cared about right now was her tightness, her warmth. He slowed his pace and took her hands. "Roll over, " he eased out and helped maneuver her to situate herself on her knees. Without hesitation he gripped her hips and eased himself back inside her. "Jesus�" he hissed leaning over her back as he started to move again. He felt her tense up and stopped but didn't leave her body. "You okay?" he asked concerned.

"Just�try not to get to carried away�" she sounded so hesitant and he didn't like it one bit.

He started to pull away but she sat up and wrapped her arms around to his lower back to stop him.

"Did I hurt you?" he didn't know what brought on the sudden change but he was worried he had done something.

She quickly shook her head, "No you didn't hurt me I just�I'm a bit sensitive in rear positions. I bruise easily�" She sounded so bashful like a child.

He leaned into her hair and nuzzled it out of the way to kiss her neck gently. "I'll be careful, " he whispered then guided her up the bed to the headboard. He took her hands and placed them on the headboard and slowly started to move within her again. Soft slow strokes were enough to ignite their passion. He couldn't explain it and he couldn't put his finger on it but he had a feeling there was something different about this woman. It had nothing to do with how good she was in bed. Something about her personality and how she approached things tipped him off.

"You okay?" he whispered against her ear still slowly moving within her.

She could only nod as her insides clinched with the building tension he erupted. She gripped the headboard tightly and moved her hips in small slow circles making him sigh against her ear. Lightly his hands slid from atop of hers, down her arms, and around her waist to pull her closer against him.

"Jesus I can't get enough of you, " he breathed speeding his pace up a little. "You feel so good�" She was the first woman he had been with in a while and the old familiar sensations were taking him by surprise. His right hand slid down her belly between her legs to touch her clit. She jerked against him and made a small whimper. "I wanna feel you come, " he breathed hotly against her ear. The movement of his fingers match his pace in and out of her, driving her insane.

Her breathing increased and a small high pitched sound escaped her throat as her womb clinched sending an orgasm throughout her body. She collapsed against the headboard almost hyperventilating. He was still moving within her, hard as a rock. She sat up against the headboard and turned her head enough to see him. His movements became faster and his body tensed as he let his own cry of release go. He jerked against her a couple times and laid his forehead against her neck trying to get his breathing under control.

A few minutes passed and neither said anything. To spent to move away from the warmth of each other. He laid feather light kisses across her neck, his hands rested on her hips. She smiled contently in the darkness and sat upright wrapping his arms around her slender waist.

He followed her movements letting her do what she wanted. "Did I take care of you?" he asked quietly moving his hands up to cup her breast lightly.

She turned her head enough to kiss him briefly, "Yes you did."

They shared a small laugh and he started to pull away when she gave him a moan of protest.

"I'll be right back I promise, " he let himself slip away from her and she settled herself on her stomach.

She knew he needed to discard the condom and clean himself up so she didn't make a fuss. A minute or so later she felt the bed shift under his weight and gasped when she felt a warm, wet wash cloth slide between her legs. She quickly flipped over and gave him a confused look.

"Just wanted to help you clean up, " he admitted honestly and went back to his task. He motioned for her to lie back and then spread her legs. She did as instructed and let him wipe away all remnants of their activities. "There, all cleaned up." He threw the wash cloth into a hamper across the room and made himself comfortable next to her.

"Thanks, I've never had a guy do that before, " she acknowledged not hiding the surprise.

He leaned on his elbow and smiled, "I caused the mess, it's the least I can do."

She laughed and studied his features for a moment. Don't do it Hannah, do not get caught up in after sex emotions that you think are legitimate emotions she told herself. "So�" she trailed off not knowing what to say. "Were you really supposed to meet some friends tonight?" she found herself asking in a teasing manner.

He glanced at the clock seeing it was close to four already and chuckled. It was a little after one when they left and they still hadn't shown up. "I think I got stood up, " he continued to chuckle making himself comfortable against the pillows.

She found herself laughing with him and she too settled against the pillows pulling the blanket over them. "You can stay the night, " she said shyly hoping he wouldn't leave just yet.

He rolled to face her and pulled her closer against him and started to caress his right hand up and down her back in soft strokes. "I was planin' on it, " he admitted staring into her eyes.

She smiled contently and closed her eyes his touch enough to make her fall into a peaceful slumber.

The next morning she slowly came too as she stretched in her sleep to find herself alone. She sleepily sat up and looked around the room. His clothes were gone and hers were folded neatly on her computer chair. Even though she was disappointed he left without so much as a word she still couldn't help but chuckle. What did you expect Hannah? She asked herself as she pushed the covers back and stood from bed. She grabbed her shirt from the night before and pulled it over her head and made her way to the bathroom. Just as she was about to step inside Hoot stepped into the doorway with a towel around his waist.

She yelped in surprise and jumped back. "Jesus Hoot you scared the shit out of me!" she gasped still slightly shocked. "I thought you were gone."

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you, " he chuckled stepping into the small hallway making her back into the wall.

She shook her head, "It's okay, like I said, I thought you'd left." It took every bit of restraint she had to keep a strait face. She felt so embarrassed, for no good reason. It wasn't like she had never seen him naked before. "Did you find everything okay?" she asked motioning towards the bathroom.

"Yeah, I didn't think you'd mind if I used your shower, " he had an unsure expression.

She waved her hands vaguely, "Oh no, it's fine help yourse�" she no sooner got the words out of her mouth when he pressed her against the wall and kissed her deeply. She returned the kiss with just as much fever unable to stop herself from pushing against his growing erection.

The kiss slowed and he rested his forehead against hers. "Good mornin', " he accent seemed thicker.

"Morning, " she breathed feeling completely taken off guard by the man before her.

He grabbed the back of her thighs and coaxed her to wrap them around his waist as he pressed against her into the wall. "How bout' we have another go?" he laid wet kisses up and down her neck grinding their bodies together. "Only if you want too."

"You're gonna need another shower, " she reasoned breathlessly. Next thing she knew he hauled her into the bathroom and sat her on the sink top. He started the shower again and turned to face her with a smug look upon his face. The towel fell from his hips and he beckoned her with his finger.

She slid from the sink top removing her shirt and followed him into the hot steamy shower. Hope there's enough hot water?

An hour or so later Hannah was down stairs making breakfast, pancakes, sausages, and eggs. Hoot walked into the kitchen fully dressed and cleaned up. "What smells so good?" he asked coming up behind Hannah to peer over her shoulder.

She smiled, "I'm starving so I figured I'd cook us something. How do you like your eggs?" she moved away and took something out of a nearby cabinet.

Hoot went to the coffeepot and poured himself a plain cup. "Over medium, if you can cook'em that way?" he teased taking a sip.

"I'll have you know I can cook a mean egg over medium, " she bragged. "How many, one or two?"

"Two, " he took a seat at the kitchen table and looked out the window. It was daylight out and he got a better view of the property. Nice place she's got he noticed at the expansion of property she had. "All the land yours?" he asked curiously.

"Hmm, yeah it was my grandparents, " she said breaking an egg on the side of the skillet. "Used to be his farm until dad had all the horses and stuff moved to his place."

"It's nice, " he complimented.

"Thanks, " she smiled noticing he looked comfortable in his surroundings.

A few moments of silence passed between them.

"So what is it you do exactly?" from the moment she met him she was curious about what he did in the Army. Whatever it was it must have been physically demanding for him to be in such great shape. He had a six pack stomach that you could wash clothes on for crying out loud. She placed a plate of pancakes in the center of the table and went back to the counter. "Or is it classified information?"

He grinned, "Special Forces." It wasn't a lie but the Delta Force wasn't exactly a sanctioned part of the military and he had a feeling that she knew that already. Deltas were considered the Navy Seal's of the Army by many with what they were used for. "We do a lot of country side missions."

"So I hear, " she finished setting the table and made herself comfortable across from him. "I've got a cousin stationed here. He calls it the Task Force." She gave him a teasing smile and started to cut her egg. "I guess Special Forces is the new name for you Delta guys huh?" She looked up to see him grinning with his eyes narrowed at her. She wasn't sure how to take the expression. Was he upset? Offended? Or was he just surprised at how knowledgeable she was? Either way, she was game.

"Delta don't exist, " he played dumb just to irritate her. He took a sip of his coffee and took a bite of his pancakes. He took a moment to gauge how they tasted. A little worried she was a terrible cook. Quit the contrary they were pretty damn good. "Damn good pancakes."

She shrugged, "I cook alright, I'm no chef but hey�" They finished their meal in silence, comfortably.

Hannah gathered all the dishes and started to put them in the sink when a horn honking outside caught their attention.

Hoot looked out the window and then down to his watch. "Damn�" he mumbled. "I'm sorry I gotta go. I called a friend of mine while you were still sleepin'�" he trailed off hoping she understood. He gave her his best apologetic look. Truth be told he didn't want to go just yet. He enjoyed her company immensely and wanted to get to know her better. Thought you didn't want attachment Hoot he reminded himself.

She looked surprised for a split second but quickly recovered nodded, "Oh no it's okay, I understand." She grabbed the closest hand towel and wiped her hands dry. "Thanks for having breakfast with me. It can get kinda lonely here when I don't have Becky around hounding the hell out of me." She laughed to relieve the growing tension in the room. Why is this so hard? she wondered. He was staring at her and it made her skin crawl in a good way. "What?" she found herself asking quietly, unable to meet his gaze.

He stared at her a moment longer then reached out and tipped her chin up making her look at him. There was such understanding in her eyes. So much that he admired her dearly for it. He couldn't resist it any longer, he leaned down and kissed her softly and slowly. He wanted to remember her taste. How she felt and moved. His heart leaped when she returned it with the same want. He slowly stopped and cupped the side of her face. "Thank you, " he whispered, hoping she would understand what he meant.

She smiled softly, "You're welcome."

They stared at each other a moment longer then Hoot cleared his throat, breaking the silence. "I'll see you around some time, " he stated confidently as he back towards the door.

She wrapped her arms around her waist and grinned, "I'm sure we will." In truth she thought she would never see him again, but she wouldn't ever admit it.

He gave a lazy smile and started out the door.

"Hey!" she called before he stepped out.

He stopped and looked at her.

"You be safe where ever you're going, " she said with honesty.

"I'm goin' with the best, " he grinned then winked and headed out the door.

She watched him walk across the lawn to the truck parked at the end of the driveway. It was a guy that picked him up. He had sandy blonde hair and look older than Hoot. Probably one of his buddies from his unit she thought as he hopped into the passenger seat of the truck. She couldn't help but wonder if she would see him again as they backed out of the driveway. Will I see him again? Not likely. Do I want to see him again? Definently�
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