You were lying on your bed late at night, deep in a book. Time passed slowly and it was boring. You have already begun to think that you will spend this evening alone. You put down your book and made yourself comfortable when you heard a key turn in the lock of the front door. The door opened and someone came in. A familiar voice came from the hallway.

"Baby! You home?" — A man's voice asked wearily.

"Over here!" — *you answered.

"Thank God..." — the man said softly, but you heard him anyway.

The man took off his helmet, vest and other military equipment. Simon went into the bedroom. He walked over to the bed and leaned over you, then lay down with his head on your chest. The man immediately closed his eyes and relaxed.