After a long day of working the same case, Martin Riggs found himself seated at a bar in Downtown Los Angeles. There he was drinking and taking in his thoughts…his screwed up childhood, the fact his wife and son were taken too soon, the fact that Karen Palmer, a woman since Miranda who he had grown to care about but wasn't sure if he wanted a family again had left him. Everything was all too much. Hasn't he been though enough? He thought that as he sipped his third beer. Or was that his fourth? Fifth? Who knows. All he knew was he needed to feel buzzed to take the pain away. At that moment, a woman walked into the bar and sat beside Riggs. They both exchanged a look and nodded hello. The young woman was stunningly beautiful with long, dark thick hair and striking blue eyes. She was tall, slender and had olive skin. She looked no older than 21.

"Just a glass of white wine." She told the bar tender and turned back to Riggs. "Long night?"

"Huh?" He looked up at her.

"I asked long night?" She smiled.

"Oh…yeah…you can say that." Riggs chuckled and sipped his beer.

"Gotcha." The woman smiled and took off her jacket.

Riggs took a glance at the young woman and noticed she was a very attractive young woman. Too beautiful to be at a bar alone.

"You meeting anyone here?" He asked.

"Oh no." She chuckled. "Just needed some me time."

"And you go to a bar for that?" Riggs chuckled.

"Hey!" The woman said in a mocking defensive tone. "You're one to talk."

The two shared a laugh at that moment.

"What's your name?" She asked.

Leaning in to hold out his hand, Riggs replied, "Martin Riggs. You?"

"Denise Sousa." She replied as she shook his hand.

"That's a pretty unique name." Riggs chuckled.

"It's Portuguese…well…my parents came from Portugal and I was raised here…you get the picture…" Denise laughed.

Riggs nodded with a smile. He took notice of a tattoo that was on her wrist. It read, 'Força.' She noticed he was looking at her tattoo and she said, "It's Portuguese for strength. Long story."

"Well we have all night. Feel free to share." Riggs replied.

Denise smiled and proceed to talk.

"My father was an alcoholic, my mother wasn't very attentive. He use to come into my room at night and have his way with me. My mother blamed me for my father not being attracted to her. Eventually, I was moved into the foster system. I became suicidal and was going in and out of the mental hospitals throughout high school. So once I got out, I got ink done to remind myself I'm stronger than my past."

"I see…" Riggs replied and took a sip of beer.

Denise drank her wine and said, "How about you? What's your story?" Riggs took in a deep breath and said, "My mother died when I was a kid, my father beat the hell out of me, like you I was in the foster system, lost my wife and unborn son…need I go on?"

"Sounds like you've also had it rough." Denise replied.

Silence fell until Denise ordered another glass of wine. Riggs turned to her and said, "Boy we are alike…"

"You can say that." Denise chuckled.

"Well…" Riggs held up his beer. "Here's to getting though hell and coming out alive."

"Yeah. Cheers." Denise tapped her glass to Riggs' bottle as the two continued to talk for the rest of the evening. Before the two knew it, they were pretty intoxicated, alcohol running through their system. Soon, they were laughing and joking, not giving a care in the world that the other bar patrons thought they were too loud.

"Wanna get out of here?" Riggs asked.

"I thought you'd never ask." Denise replied with a smile.

Taking an Uber back to Denise's apartment, the two proceeded to kiss hungrily. It was as if Denise had never been kissed by a man in her life. She knew one thing and that Riggs was a skilled kisser and very passionate. She jumped into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck while he carried her into her bedroom. Once in the bedroom, he threw her on her bed and started to take off her blouse. She got up and removed his shirt, taking a look at his tone and firm body. She smiled a big smile and kissed Riggs again.

Riggs gently laid her down on her bed and removed her bra as he kissed her neck, making her moan. He worked his way down and sucked on her left breast. Denise held his head in place and threw her head back and moan a soft moan. Once her nipple was nice and hard, he sucked on her right breast. She then felt him kissing and licking his way down as he pulled off her pants. Before she knew it, his mouth met her spot. Denise screamed and moaned in pleasure. She held on to his head as if she wanted him to go deeper. Riggs could feel her body shaking. He stoped himself before she could cum.

Catching her breath from receiving oral pleasure, Denise saw Riggs about to take off his pants but she grabbed him and threw him on her bed and removed his pants, revealing his hard, length. She took him into her mouth and started to suck hard. Riggs groaned in pleasure. He ran his fingers through her hair and massaged her scalp and she sucked. Soon, he felt a new sensation.

"Babe," he groaned, "I'm about to lose it."

Denise removed Riggs from her mouth and leaned over to kiss him. Riggs turned them both over so he was on top. Denise felt him at her opening.

"Baby, I can't take it..." Denise cried. "I need you inside me."

With that being said, Riggs pushed himself inside her. Denise let out a soft moan. He was moving inside her as he cried in pleasure. Soon, she felt him slamming inside her. Denise was screaming in ecstasy as she dug her nails down Riggs' back. He felt the blood coming from the surface, which made him lose control.

"Tell me you love me..." Denise panted. "You don't have to mean it. I want to hear it?"

"I love you..." Riggs whispered.

"Say it again..." Denise started to moan out.

"I love you..."

"Baby, say it again!" Denise cried out.

"God, I love you!" Riggs cried out as came.

A couple of thrusts later, Denise let out a scream as Riggs came inside her.

Once he came, he rolled over to the side as they caught their breaths. This was by far the best sex she ever had with anyone. She snuggled up against Riggs' chest as he held her close in a protective manner. Denise never had this with anyone. No one has ever felt the need to protect her the way Riggs was. She felt her eyes getting heavy and closed them. Riggs looked down at her and softly kissed her lips whispering, "I love you, my sweet angel and I miss you so much..."

This brought a big smile to Denise's face as she went off into a deep sleep.

"I love you too. I'm not going anywhere, my prince..."