Your father and Captain Price had been friends since you before you were a child. After a long while of not seeing or hearing from the Captain, your father invited him to the camping trip that your father had planned for the two of you.

It was a Friday morning and you had just arrived at the cabin with your father and you saw Price sitting on the porch with a cup of coffee in his hands, his eyes taking in every inch of you, his gaze raking up and down your body with curiosity.