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this either; it's purely for entertainment purposes.
Chapter 5
Mallory was in shock of herself. She was trying to find something to wear while drying off from her shower. She knew what she did was against military protocol. In fact she felt embarrassed. What she did was severely inappropriate, especially since she did not know how he felt about her. She threw on a somewhat new pair of jeans that she thought would show off what little curves she had and a tight-fitting, strapless shirt that exposed part of her midriff, and subsequently part of her finely toned abs.
"Thank god for joining the military, hopefully my abs aren't that bad looking." She thought to herself.
She was all ready to go but yet all she could do is sit in front of her mirror, clutch her purse and loose herself deep in thought.
"My brain is telling me that loving Wildwing is a mistake, yet my heart says to go ahead and love him. Do I follow my heart or my head? Do I follow the rules that I always have, the ones that have shaped me and my life, or do I break free of everything I have ever believed in? Can I handle the rejection if he doesn't like me back?"
All of the questions ran through Mallory's head at the moment, and they were giving her a killer headache. All she wanted to was to know what to do about her feelings for Wildwing. She needed to know if she was to ignore them, or if she needed to act on them.
"Screw the rules, just this once I'm going to do something for myself."
She grabbed her keys out of her purse as a knock sounded on her door.
"Mal are you ready yet?" it was Wildwing, calling from outside of her room.
The doors hissed open as Mallory stepped out if her room.
"I'll drive," she said, jingling her car keys.
Chapter 5
Mallory was in shock of herself. She was trying to find something to wear while drying off from her shower. She knew what she did was against military protocol. In fact she felt embarrassed. What she did was severely inappropriate, especially since she did not know how he felt about her. She threw on a somewhat new pair of jeans that she thought would show off what little curves she had and a tight-fitting, strapless shirt that exposed part of her midriff, and subsequently part of her finely toned abs.
"Thank god for joining the military, hopefully my abs aren't that bad looking." She thought to herself.
She was all ready to go but yet all she could do is sit in front of her mirror, clutch her purse and loose herself deep in thought.
"My brain is telling me that loving Wildwing is a mistake, yet my heart says to go ahead and love him. Do I follow my heart or my head? Do I follow the rules that I always have, the ones that have shaped me and my life, or do I break free of everything I have ever believed in? Can I handle the rejection if he doesn't like me back?"
All of the questions ran through Mallory's head at the moment, and they were giving her a killer headache. All she wanted to was to know what to do about her feelings for Wildwing. She needed to know if she was to ignore them, or if she needed to act on them.
"Screw the rules, just this once I'm going to do something for myself."
She grabbed her keys out of her purse as a knock sounded on her door.
"Mal are you ready yet?" it was Wildwing, calling from outside of her room.
The doors hissed open as Mallory stepped out if her room.
"I'll drive," she said, jingling her car keys.