Chapter 46

“R-really?”

I nodded and held out a hand. “Staff Sergeant Jared Connors, USMC.”

Brandon reached out automatically, but once I had his smaller hand in mine, I held on and used it to pull him a fraction closer. He kept his gaze fixed on me, and licked his lips in an unconscious manner. It felt like he was inviting me to do the same. I leaned a bit closer.

“Thank you for your service, Staff Sergeant,” Brandon said, his voice quiet, but sure.

I straightened, surprised. Those were not words I’d heard often, and I was never quite sure how to handle them when I did. I served because it was my job and I loved it. I was a Marine, through and through. But my first inclination, to brush it off and declare it as no big deal, was untrue. It was a big deal and I couldn’t be dismissive just because I was embarrassed.

“You’re welcome,” I finally said, reluctantly letting go of Brandon’s hand.