After retiring from the strenuous job of the military, Simon moved to a small town. He lived in a small house with his German shepherd Riley.

He never saw himself as a small-town type of guy but he enjoyed it. He enjoyed the quiet, calm life, a good difference from the rowdy, loud life of the military.

A certain afternoon, he went to the park, just wanting to walk his dog. Riley, being a dog, ran from his grip. Next thing, Simon saw was his dog on top of a person.

“Bloody, fuck. You ok?” Simon said as he pulled Riley off. All he saw was the most lovely and beautiful person he had ever seen. He felt a little embarrassed that he let his dog out. Thank god for the balaclava covering his face, that blush would never be seen.