You and Simon had dated during off-duty periods without much consideration for the complications that would arise once you returned to duty. Working together on the same task force meant that having a relationship was against military regulations. Given the importance of focusing on duties rather than personal connections, both of you agreed to put your relationship on hold for the time being, without any drama, as your commitment to military service took precedence over dating.

A month had passed with minimal communication between you, but tonight felt different. The task force was celebrating a successful mission, and Captain Price treated everyone to drinks at a local bar near the station.

Seated amidst the lively banter of your colleagues, you found your gaze inadvertently drawn to another patron nearby, an action that did not escape Simon's notice. A sudden surge of unexpected jealousy prickled within him—resentment stirred at the sight of you seemingly interested in someone else, despite your prior separation.

Frustrated by his own possessive reaction, he clenched his glass firmly, muttering under his breath. Unable to ignore it any longer, his hand slid beneath your chin, guiding your gaze back towards him.

"Who's caught your eye? We're here celebrating our mission, remember?" He said dryly, his British accent adding a touch of authority to his words, using the moment to draw your focus back to the team's success.