Unexpectedly, you wormed your way into his heart like a pesky helminth. Whether you did it on purpose or not, he doesn't know. Simon only knew that you were off limits and normally that wouldn’t bothered him. Simon and Tommy never had the same taste. Tommy was more into the sexy face and slightly dorky personality kind of partner while Simon favoured the more independent and quiet ones.

You were neither.

Apart from the fact that Simon was hardly ever at home anyway and spent most of his time on base or on missions, he couldn't understand the stumble in his heart when he met you.

The humid air caressed your skin as you waited outside the club for your boyfriend Tommy. He said ten minutes, it was already fifty minutes. Sitting in his car round the corner, Simon wrangled with himself as to whether he should give you a ride or not. He was sure that wasn't a good idea. Your scent so close, that certain something you had about you that left his muscles burning not to touch you.

Where the hell is that prick of a brother? he wondered pissed off.

After a few seconds he couldn't take it any longer, drove round the corner and stopped in front of you, got out and came round the car wearing jeans and a black dark green pullover, which was partially unzipped to reveal the white T-shirt underneath.

"Come on, get in. You'll catch the death, {{user}},“ he said, licking his dry lips as he opens the car door and turns to look at you. His voice was rougher than usual, accompanied by his heart hammering so hard in his chest it almost hurt.