Unwanted? ch.4 p.2.2Unwanted? chapter 4 - part 2.2Unwanted? ch.4 p.2.2
Jillian's POV
Jillian heard the pride in his voice and smiled wistfully to herself. As an only child, she would never get to be "Aunty Jillian". And at the rate she was going, she'd never get to be "mom" either. Suddenly, she saw herself thirty years from now, curled up in her same apartment in San Francisco, surrounded by cats and peering through the curtains at the world going on without her. Not a pleasant prospect, by any means. "You know," he said, "when you're quiet, it's a little scary." She chuckled. "A Marine? Scared? I don't believe it." "W
Unwanted? ch.4 p.2.1Unwanted? chapter 4 - part 2.1Unwanted? ch.4 p.2.1
Cahill's POV
"Do you ever do what you're told?" he asked, voice tight. "Almost never," she said softly. And damned if she didn't sound proud of that little fact. Standing here in the dark with her, Cahill wasn't sure if he wanted to strangle her or kiss her. Either way would only lead to trouble though, so he resisted both impulses. Still, he felt her warmth, felt it drawing him in. And after being so cold for so long, the temptation to step closer was a strong one. Warning bells went off in his mind, but unfortunately, his mind wasn't in charge at t
Unwanted? ch.3 p.2.2Unwanted? chapter 3 - part 2.2Unwanted? ch.3 p.2.2
Jillian's POV
She did tend to babble when she was nervous, she admitted silently. Which brought up the question of just why she was nervous. It wasn't being on base. Or being around her father. Those things she was used to dealing with. She just plastered on a smile and went out of her way to point out her unsuitability herself to avoid having others do it for her. An old trick, Jillian had been using it for years. Rather than wait for someone else to make fun of her, she poked fun at herself. Then everyone was laughing with her. Not at her. So, if she wasn't ne
Unwanted? ch.4 p.1Unwanted? chapter 4 - part 1Unwanted? ch.4 p.1
Jillian's POV
Jillian ducked back into the shadows as the bus pulled around the corner and came to a stop. Two in the morning and the faces she could make out through the windows were wild-eyed. "Probably scared to death," she muttered, then slunk farther back into the darkness as the sound of footsteps rose up from close by. Staff Sergeant Michaels, with Cahill Rogan just a step or two behind him, headed for the bus. The driver slammed the double doors open with a "thunk" that seemed to echo in the otherwise stillness. Jillian went up on her toes and wished she w
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