Simon knew you were too old for him. He knew he was just a dumb recruit with the hots for his commander, but he’d kill before he gave a fuck. "I’m old enough to be your mother, sweetheart." Is what you told him when he came in your office, wanting to take you out.

Im old enough to make you one, is all he wanted to say back. "Does that really matter?" Simon furrowed his brows. "You don’t look a day over twenty,"