by Tia Siren
Katie, what have you done?
“Well, Katie loves children and children love her, maybe they have the same mental ages,” the Admiral laughed.
Admiral, You’re not funny!
“So, I was thinking, because she gets on with children, maybe she can go over to yours and help out. It could make things a little easier?” the Admiral asked eagerly as he leaned forward.
Fuck.
I looked at the Admiral and explained. “My daughter already has day care, Monday through Fridays. She has her friends there. She might miss them?”
“I understand that, but it could be good for Katie. She could gain a hell of a lot experience, and she would learn some responsibility,” he went on. “Not only that, but she would have more of a reason to stay home at night rather than going out until one thirty in the morning.”
Did he see me drop Katie off on Friday?
I sat there and listened to the Admiral as he explained about the benefits of Katie helping out, and how it would please him and make her grow up a little. I sensed, from the way the conversation was going, he was not asking me to let her help out, he was telling me I had to let her help out.
Damn, Katie. How the fuck can I get out of this?
I looked at the Admiral and gazed into his steely eyes as he spoke. “Much of this has stemmed from the party, if you had just been an average Marine, I would have told her ‘no’. But, the action you took was very noble and not over the top. You controlled and ended the situation without causing a show, and that shows a lot of self-restraint and maturity,” the Admiral continued to explain.
“I know Katie is grateful and wants to make it up to you in one way or another,” he said in a friendly tone.
Admiral, Katie wants to fuck my brains out!
Without being obvious, I tried to deter the Admiral from continuing his line of conversation, but he was as stubborn and persistent, just like Katie. Now I could see where she got it from.
“I agree with Katie on this matter, and it was very noble of you, and I know she already looks up to you as a person she can trust. I also know you’re very trustworthy,” he said as he relaxed back in his chair.
Admiral, I want to fuck your daughter's brains out! I would be babysitting the babysitter, and God only knows what else… Sir!
“Already I have seen a small change in her attitude; she helped around the house and she has talked more to me. You must have a positive effect on her, and after a couple of months, she could start to be acting like the young woman she should be,” the Admiral looked satisfied, like he had already won the conversation.
This was a more difficult situation than taking out the details of terrorists, single-handed, and why was it me that ended up in this situation? Fuck, I’m just a SEAL who was looking for a comfortable life, and now look at me. I’m mentally facing off with an Admiral of the United States Navy.
How the fuck can I win this one?
The Admiral basically repeated himself, just to enforce the point. Both he and Katie respected me and thought I had started to have a positive influence on her mentality, and that I would help to change her into a better person by letting her give me a hand.
Fuck Admiral, when you put it that way… I’m totally screwed.
“Cam, no need to answer right now, just take your time and think it over. Just think about what I’ve said, and carefully consider it,” he said with a huge grin on his face.
At that very moment, I wished I were a complete bum; just an average Marine who was single and had no thought of my actions. Checkmate.
It was not me who had won. The Admiral sat there as pleased as he could be; it was like he had shed a burden and dumped it squarely onto my horny shoulders.
“I will consider all you have said, Sir,” I uttered to the Admiral.
I had no choice at all.
I stood up from the chair and I could see that the Admiral wouldn’t say another word on the matter. He had made his mind up and he would just wait for me to cave in and agree to do it.
I stood and saluted the Admiral, leaving him to bask in his moment of glory. I could imagine him running around his office shouting ‘Yes! Yes! Yes!’ like a schoolboy eating candy for the first time. I left the administration building and jumped in the jeep to take me back to the beach.
I never looked at any of the hundreds of Marines as they stacked their gear up and waited to board the ships or the many rounds of ammunition that were lined up ready for the ship's guns. I never even noticed the helicopters that made the short trip from the grounds of the base to the deck of the aircraft carriers.
I was pissed off with Katie and wondered how she could stoop so low and use her dad, the Admiral, to help get her into my life. It was obvious she wanted to be in my life, and I was scared to let her into it.
The jeep arrived back at the beach and the cadets were still doing laps of the assault course. I slowly walked across the sand and decided to do something. I had never considered doing this in my whole Navy career. No matter what I had done or did, I had never quit or failed. I always had the upper hand in any situation and had always come out on top.
I had been talked about and stories had been passed on about my heroics. And around the base, I had become a living legend.
Cam Cross the protector, what did that fucking mean now?
I had faced adversities in impossible situations and survived; I had emerged victorious after being bombarded by mortars while saving the lives of three comrades, and had continued to protect and serve after all of that.
My whole life, in the space of a week, had just been turned upside down. Katie had done what no training or enemy had made me do in my life. How could a twenty-year-old girl get past my defenses and instantly sway me? I was coming undone. I still stood proudly, but I had to do it, I had to admit it to myself.
I stood there and gazed at the sparkling ocean, swallowing hard and taking one deep breath. I raised my hand and grabbed the rope, and I rang that fucking bell like a man who needed saving.
No one took it seriously. It was just me pulling the rope, after all. Enticing them in. Most of them laughed.
Chapter 8
Katie
I sat on my bed and had just admired the paint job I had done on my toenails. My cell phone started to ring, so I carefully shuffled to the edge of the bed and picked up my phone.
“Hi Katie, it’s Cam, can you come over when you get a chance?” he asked in a neutral tone.
I smiled to myself. “Yes, no problem. I just have to let my nail paint dry and I will come right over.”
I had become excited. Cam had called, and I had to find something to wear that would leave him begging for me. I chose not to wear panties or a bra and opted for some sexy, light blue figure hugging Lycra shorts and a tank top that was low cut under the arms.
Once my nail paint had dried, I grabbed a quick shower before adding a slight touch of perfume and slipping into my skin-tight shorts and a baggy tank top. If this did not turn on Cam, he had been off the scene for way too long.
I look awesome!
I stood and looked at myself in the mirror. I could see the shorts pushed right up against my pussy and showed me off like a treat. It was naughty, and I laughed at my ingenuity. As for the tank top, this had to be viewed from the side to be thoroughly enjoyed. I turned and looked at my side. God Damn, I look really hot! I could see the curve of my breast as the oversized arm area bared a little more than it should have.
I brushed my long hair and added just a little makeup in the eye department to make them pop. I had one final glance in the mirror and thought, “I would take you if I were a guy.”
I left the house and made my way up the street towards Cam's house, my hair still wet. I was letting the breeze comfort me; it blew through my tank top and washed over my bare breasts. I reached the sidewalk and headed up the drive as my nipples hardened. I wanted to be with Cam so fucking bad.
I got to the top of the drive and the door was already open
. I knocked and heard Cam call for me to enter. I closed the door behind me and walked into the living room. Cam had just put Emmy to sleep and he had turned to face me. I could see, from the look on his face, he had obviously been in a bad mood.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, surprised.
“I thought about it since yesterday. I had no idea why you would go that far,” Cam said in a whispered tone that was well and truly pissed off.
I stepped closer toward him. “I don’t know what you’re on about?”
“Your dad. Why did you get him involved?” he asked through gritted teeth.
“Cam, I’m sorry, but you have lost me. I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I replied, confused.
“Yesterday, he had me in his office, and he told me, no… he ordered me to let you help out around here,” he said as he walked into the kitchen area, ignoring me.
“Cam, something has gone on, and I’m out of it. I know of no conversation between you and my dad. And why would I do that anyway?”
“I’m sorry Katie, I can’t believe what you say. There must have been something that you said to him to make him think like that?” His face was disappointed.
I stood there with a blank expression on my face and thought back to what I had said to my dad. Cam was so adamant I had said something, I’d become unsure of what I might have said for Dad to come up with a conversation like that.
“The only conversation I have had with Dad was that I had thought about a career in childcare and that you had nobly defended me against that dickhead Peter. There was nothing else, honest,” I explained.
“I’m not sure that you know what you’re saying sometimes,” Cam said as he leaned on the kitchen counter, head in hands. “The Admiral of all people. Fuck me. That’s the last thing I needed. Shit, I have a decent life, and this job is all I have and all I need to look after Emmy,” he said as he looked at me.
“Cam, however it happened, I’m sorry. You have to believe me when I say I wouldn’t do that to you, or to Emmy,” I explained.
“Well, it is too late now, it has happened, and he has said it,” Cam said. “I’m just pissed off because if it goes wrong, it could affect my whole career.
“Cam, I understand how you feel. All I said to dad was how good it made me feel that you cared enough about me to stand up and defend me at the party,” I explained as I leaned on the opposite side of the counter.
I thought about what Cam had said, and I could see why he had become upset. It was obvious my dad had listened to how I had spoken about Cam and pushed his responsibility onto him. God, he had just taken advantage of a situation to make it easier for himself.
“Katie, can I just stop you for a moment before you get all carried away. I didn’t stand up for you because you’re the Admiral’s daughter. I stood up for you because it was the right thing to do. And you could have been anybody, and I would have done the same thing,” Cam went on in a stern tone.
“I just thought…” I started to say before Cam cut me short.
“I don’t give a flying fuck what you thought. Those are the facts. I helped because I could help, case closed,” Cam sighed deeply. Why was he so damn hot when he was mad? It wasn’t a good thing.
I hated that he was angry.
I looked at Cam and then I couldn’t understand why he had to be so fucking off with me. I had praised him up for being a gentleman, and now he had jumped down my throat and was being a real prick. It just goes to show under all that exterior, these soldiers and SEALs are all the fucking same. But why is there such a wide range of emotion with Cam? He went from being a knight in shining armor to a complete dick, and that was just because of something my dad had said to him.
I should have been pissed at him for talking to me like I was a piece of shit, but I felt horrible for the way he had become a victim of circumstances in his eyes. He had been forced to go to a party, seen a damsel in distress, and now he had been lumbered with me by Dad. Basically, a stranger that had been thrown into the midst of, not just his life, but also into Emmy’s too.
“Cam, none of it was supposed to happen this way. I feel sorry for you because none of it was your fault and now you’re at the center of it all,” I stood explaining from the other side of the counter.
“Well, life’s a bitch, and then you die,” he said with a fake grin. He had a point. That’s about the way life was for everyone. I had a father I couldn’t please and an itch I couldn’t scratch. I was young and dumb most of the time, but people around me made it too easy to simply stay that way. There was no reason to grow up, no one to do it for.
“Cam, I think it is better if I go, I can see you need some time to yourself, and I’m the last person you want to be with right now,” I said, shamefully.
I headed toward the front door and placed my hand on the handle. I started to twist it and Cam put his hand on mine. I turned to him and he was standing close to me.
“Please don’t go. Stay with me, Katie,” Cam said, towering over me.
Oh, God.
Cam had placed his hands on my arms and I could feel the chemistry and warmth between us explode. I looked into his eyes and I melted on the inside. I had wanted to become close, but when I was touching his body, it was just electrifying.
No matter how cold he had just been to me, there was no way I could be off with him. I had become so attracted to him, and I think that was why Dad had put him in the position he had. I naturally spoke about Cam in a more affectionate way than I talked about most people, and for a good reason.
“Katie, I’m so sorry for the way I just acted. That is not me, it is your dad. The whole thing got to me more than you would ever know,” he explained.
“Cam, I understand. It’s okay,” I said as I placed my hands on his chest. My legs felt like they might buckle.
“I don’t think you know how much you have affected me,” Cam said. He led me back to the kitchen diner.
“Why, what makes you say that?” I asked.
“It may sound stupid, and I may have looked silly, but after talking to your dad, I went back to the cadets training. I stood on the beach and I rang the living shit out of the bell.” His eyes were perfect as they looked into mine.
“No way, you rang the bell because of me,” I said.
“Yeah, I did. You got to me, that much,” he replied.
I was amazed and shocked. The great Cam Cross had admitted defeat from me, a young, naughty girl. I could understand it though. He certainly rang my bells. Everything about him had me turned on and I wanted to give myself up to him on a platter. I only pretended to be a bad girl most of the time, but I’d yet to follow through. I wasn’t so sure I could stop myself with him.
Cam led me to the couch so he could explain. “The last thing I wanted was to sound mean. It’s not in my nature, unless you do it on purpose.”
“Okay. Keep going,” I replied as I sat still, feeling his energy.
Our legs brushed against each. I was in Cam heaven and in the moment. I watched his beautiful lips as he spoke and tried to concentrate. He was making it damn hard with his nearness. Why the fuck didn’t he have a woman already? Or several of them really.
“Well, since Stacey died, I have had no real visitors, and this house has been my, sort of, hideaway from the world, The only regular visitors I’ve had are Owen and his wife, but over the past few months that has become less and less,” Cam explained.
“So why have they stopped visiting you? I asked.
“Well, Owen told me Madison cheated on him and had filed for divorce, which I only found out on Friday,” he said in a sorrowful tone.
God, he looks amazing in his white tee.
I was overwhelmingly sad for Cam. He had a beautiful wife, from what I saw in the pictures, and she had been taken well before her time. Then, he had instantly become a single father with a beautiful daughter. He had not only done this, but he had also done it with one of the most demanding jobs a person can imagine.
He had tu
rned his whole life around, and the one set of individuals who were close to him had, through no fault of his, abandoned him due to their own problems. I couldn’t comprehend how someone could survive that kind of situation for so long. The emotions that must have gone through his mind must have tormented him on more than one occasion.
“Cam, listen to me carefully,” I said as I placed my hand on his leg and squeezed softly.
He looked at my hand and then lifted his gaze to my eyes. “What?”
“It is time,” I said. I rubbed his leg.
“Time for what?” he asked.
“You have to start letting people back into your life; don’t shut them all out,” I said in a soothing tone. “You’re a good man and should have someone special.” I shrugged, “You deserve that. Seriously.”
“It’s hard,” he said, “I’m not sure if I know how to anymore.” He placed his hand on mine and glanced down at our fingers as he touched me. Warmth raced up my hand, and my body reacted to the simplicity of his touch. Fuck, I wanted him so bad.
“You don’t have to do it all alone. Some people want to help,” I explained. “Just take it step by step, one day at a time. It might be easier than you think,” I smiled at him.
“You really think I could do it? Like, you know, let people back and be close to them again?” Cam asked, the innocence in his voice not matching his masculine demeanor in the slightest. It was like I was experiencing a rare jewel. Getting to see someone like his open up and just be real. I coveted the thought.
“Cam, you went through heartache in war and with Stacey. If you can come back from that, you can do anything,” I replied, squeezing his leg.
I couldn’t help but feel even more attracted and turned on by him. He had just shown himself at his most vulnerable to me, and I just had the overwhelming urge to throw my arms around him and give him a huge hug.
“Perhaps you’re right. It has been long enough and I have put up my defense for long enough. As Emmy grows, she will need me more than ever. And if I’m shut off, I will be of no use to her,” he explained as he smiled.