Duke's Redemption

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Thenextmorning,Iwake up with a mess of Avery’s hair in my face. As I snuggle up behind her, her body contours perfectly to mine. I inhale deeply, the fruity scent of her hair filling my nostrils.
I can’t believe my fear of opening up almost made me lose all of this. Thank God Avery let me back in the door.
And I think sleeping next to her without a single nightmare says a whole hell of a lot. I’m not taking the chance of letting her go again.
I don’t care if I have to follow her all the way to Boston. I’ll follow her to the ends of the Earth if I have to.
Maybe that makes me sound crazy. I can just hear the guys I was in the SEALS with calling me a pussy.
But you know what?
I don’t give a fuck.
If being a pussy gets me Avery, it’s completely worth it.
I feel her move against me, and I try to ignore her ass rubbing against my cock. As much as I’d love to slide inside her right now, I just want to hold her a little while longer.
Feeling her body rise and fall against mine, I must fall back asleep for a little while because next thing I know, Avery has turned around and is nuzzling into my neck.
“Good morning, Angel,” I say to her.
“Morning, baby,” she replies with a sleepy mumble.
We stay cuddled up for who knows how long until I finally ask, “Are you ready to get up for the day?”
She gives me a long groan before saying, “Can’t we just stay here all day?”
“Well, we could, but I had some other plans if you’re interested.”
“What did you have in mind?”
“If my boss is okay with playing hooky for the day, I thought maybe we could start with getting some breakfast. Maybe while we’re in town, we can see if we can dig up any information about your mysterious father.”
She pokes her head up. “Really?”
“Uh-huh.” I pause for a moment to take a deep breath. “And if you still want to, I’d like to take you to meet my mother.”
Her eyes go wide. “Are you serious?”
“Whoa. What changed?”
“Let’s just say I decided to pull my head out of my ass.”
She gives me a cute little wiggle before jumping out of bed to get ready.
My God, she’s adorable.
Half an hour later, we are driving down the streets of Maple Oaks, heading to get some breakfast. I hold Avery’s hand as we pass by all the small shops in the town square.
Randomly, Avery asks, “Have you ever thought about moving out of Maple Oaks?”
I chuckle. “It’s really that bad, huh?”
“No!” She exclaims as she realizes she may have offended me. “I just meant that you’ve probably seen a lot of different places being in the military.”