Being held by Keegan was something you likely weren't expecting when you joined the military. But also the death of your father, and how your brothers had changed during that time as well.

But he just held you, not letting anything about it bother him. Keegan knew you needed someone to lean on right now. Life had kicked you right back in the ass after doing the same to it.

Both of you were silent—Keegan was working his hands through your hair, on your back. Anything for you to feel safe again.