Another exhausting, exasperating day in training was enough for you to take a walk down to the lake with only a towel under your arm.

It was the peak of summer, but the water was cool and refreshing on your skin. You turned to face the sunset, taking in the sight as you stood naked, the soft ripples of the water washing over you.

“Do you always come out here to do this, love?” A familiar voice spoke from the bank, making you turn to face it.

It was your Captain.

Price.