it with patients to better explain their conditions, but it made for dry reading. Pulling out his phone, Jonathan leaned close, and snapped a quick photo. Blushing at his naughtiness, he rubbed the back of his neck. He simply couldn’t help it, she’d looked too cute, and he wanted to preserve the moment. He’d reflect on it later, when he had more time, and the situation was less complex. Lifting a wayward lock of her hair from her face, Jonathan tucked it behind her ear as he texted Lee.
Jonathan: The beautiful sprite is sleeping in my office.
Lee: Why is she asleep?
Jonathan: It would appear she’s been doing some light reading. lol.
Lee: She must have gotten her hands on a medical text. Am I right?
Jonathan: Yeah, I think she’s just worn out too. Little Princess has had a rough time of things. Marc’s going to be very upset when he gets back.
Lee: No, he’s going to be f***ing pissed. (Note I didn’t actually cuss.) But, we’ll deal with that when he gets back. I’m on my way there now. I’ll let Garrett know to meet me there.
Jonathan: Okay. Yes, I’m very impressed with your restraint…note my sarcasm. I was tempted to let her sleep. I figured it would be more comfortable for her elsewhere though.
Lee: Well, regardless of what we do with her, we need to get her stuff packed up. She can’t stay there. The others said she didn’t have much.
Jonathan: It’s a shame really. She should be cosseted, but it doesn’t sound like she’s been given much at all.
Lee: You can bet Marc will fix that. He’s been waiting years to see this girl again.
Jonathan: I’m afraid he’s not going to like the look of the queue.
Lee: I don’t expect he will, but it will be entertaining.
Lee texted Garrett to head to the health center, after he was almost there himself. A little healthy rivalry never hurt anyone, and he couldn’t help but rile up the other guys on occasion. After leaving the Army, he didn’t get as much excitement in his day. Doing contract work for the government and teaching self-defense classes didn’t create the same thrill. A thrill he hadn’t realized he’d become hooked on. Messing with his brothers wasn’t something he did often, but what better reason than for the love of a girl? Or at least the admiration of a girl…
Lee knew his way around the health center, and simply waved at the nurse on his way back to Jonathan’s office. Opening the door slowly, he saw Jaycee’s head still laying upon the anatomy book. He sympathized with the doctor, he didn’t want to wake her either. He had intended to rouse her, and spend a few minutes—sans the other guys—to talk with her alone, but c’est la vie. He walked further into the room, and shut the door without making a sound. He walked silently to the desk, and sat in the chair beside Jaycee. He didn’t want to be creepy, but he couldn’t help watching her sleep. She seemed so innocent. Her eyes were still slightly puffy from crying all morning. His beautiful flower…he’d hunt down that bastard that snuck into her room, and make sure it never happened again. He wasn’t chosen to teach self-defense because he believed in passivism. He wouldn’t beat him up. Being a highly trained soldier the punishment for Lee would be much more severe, but he could scare the shit out of the kid till he never dared to enter a woman’s bedroom again. Would serve him right.
Jaycee’s breathing escalated, and she began to squirm on the chair. Her eyelids showed rapid eye movement, and her heart raced. She was having a nightmare. Careful not to wake her up suddenly, Lee gently lifted her into his arms. He softly rocked her, humming an old Korean lullaby. She muttered unintelligibly under her breath, before she started to calm. Lee continued to rock her, until her lashes fluttered up, and he saw her eyes. Jaycee’s eyes widened to find herself no longer in her chair, but suddenly in Lee’s arms. How did she get in his lap? And for that matter,
Jonathan: The beautiful sprite is sleeping in my office.
Lee: Why is she asleep?
Jonathan: It would appear she’s been doing some light reading. lol.
Lee: She must have gotten her hands on a medical text. Am I right?
Jonathan: Yeah, I think she’s just worn out too. Little Princess has had a rough time of things. Marc’s going to be very upset when he gets back.
Lee: No, he’s going to be f***ing pissed. (Note I didn’t actually cuss.) But, we’ll deal with that when he gets back. I’m on my way there now. I’ll let Garrett know to meet me there.
Jonathan: Okay. Yes, I’m very impressed with your restraint…note my sarcasm. I was tempted to let her sleep. I figured it would be more comfortable for her elsewhere though.
Lee: Well, regardless of what we do with her, we need to get her stuff packed up. She can’t stay there. The others said she didn’t have much.
Jonathan: It’s a shame really. She should be cosseted, but it doesn’t sound like she’s been given much at all.
Lee: You can bet Marc will fix that. He’s been waiting years to see this girl again.
Jonathan: I’m afraid he’s not going to like the look of the queue.
Lee: I don’t expect he will, but it will be entertaining.
Lee texted Garrett to head to the health center, after he was almost there himself. A little healthy rivalry never hurt anyone, and he couldn’t help but rile up the other guys on occasion. After leaving the Army, he didn’t get as much excitement in his day. Doing contract work for the government and teaching self-defense classes didn’t create the same thrill. A thrill he hadn’t realized he’d become hooked on. Messing with his brothers wasn’t something he did often, but what better reason than for the love of a girl? Or at least the admiration of a girl…
Lee knew his way around the health center, and simply waved at the nurse on his way back to Jonathan’s office. Opening the door slowly, he saw Jaycee’s head still laying upon the anatomy book. He sympathized with the doctor, he didn’t want to wake her either. He had intended to rouse her, and spend a few minutes—sans the other guys—to talk with her alone, but c’est la vie. He walked further into the room, and shut the door without making a sound. He walked silently to the desk, and sat in the chair beside Jaycee. He didn’t want to be creepy, but he couldn’t help watching her sleep. She seemed so innocent. Her eyes were still slightly puffy from crying all morning. His beautiful flower…he’d hunt down that bastard that snuck into her room, and make sure it never happened again. He wasn’t chosen to teach self-defense because he believed in passivism. He wouldn’t beat him up. Being a highly trained soldier the punishment for Lee would be much more severe, but he could scare the shit out of the kid till he never dared to enter a woman’s bedroom again. Would serve him right.
Jaycee’s breathing escalated, and she began to squirm on the chair. Her eyelids showed rapid eye movement, and her heart raced. She was having a nightmare. Careful not to wake her up suddenly, Lee gently lifted her into his arms. He softly rocked her, humming an old Korean lullaby. She muttered unintelligibly under her breath, before she started to calm. Lee continued to rock her, until her lashes fluttered up, and he saw her eyes. Jaycee’s eyes widened to find herself no longer in her chair, but suddenly in Lee’s arms. How did she get in his lap? And for that matter,
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