A decade ago, I was made a promise. Now, I get to watch him make the same one twice.
Hunt. Survive. Fuck
That’s all I’ve ever aimed for in this life. All I’ve ever needed to keep putting one foot in front of the other and keep moving forward. Training others to do the same just made sense. No feelings.
No expectations. I never expected for the man I’ve kept at arms length for the last ten years to challenge that with the assistance of my brand new recruit and his sweet cherry pastries.
Is it possible to overcome the past and give up my heart to the two men that have shown me that it still beats?
