That was it. The hug broke the final string. The flood gates opened and I started to bawl. Harm just kept saying 'sssh. It'll be okay'. After a few minutes, I composed myself and stepped back from Harm a few steps.
"You want me to take you home, Mac?"
"Yeah."
He threw me over his shoulder.
"Then home it is!"
we were laughing and everyone else was smiling.
"There's no point in fighting this, is there?"
"No. Not really."
"Okay."
Harm put me in the front passengers side of the car and he got in the drivers side. My house is about 45 minutes to an hour away from the JAG office. I fell asleep on the way home. When we got to my apartment, Harm said,
"Sarah, we're here."
He looked over at me and smiled. Harm told me while we were in Afghanastan, that he loved watching me sleep. The way that I smiled while sleeping, how the few hairs drifted over my face, made him so calm, so happy. Very quietly, Harm opened his door, shut it, opened my door and picked me up bridal style. He kicked my door shut, carried me to my front door, opened it, went inside, kicked the door shut, and carried me upstairs. Harm layed me on top of the bed. He took my shoes, and the jacket off. Harm then pulled the covers down and postioned me so that I was under them. He kissed my forhead then layed next to me, on top of the covers. He took his shoes off, but only expected to lay there for a few minutes. Harm ended up falling asleep shortly after that.
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I woke up at about 7:15 the next morning. The sunlight was peeking through the window and shining on my bed. I felt so energized. I smelled something really good coming from the kitchen and heard someone trying to sing. I knew that's where Harm must be. I just layed there for a few minutes. I saw Harm walk in my room carrying a tray full of food.
"Good morning, beautiful."
"Morning."
"I have made you breakfast."
"You didn't have to."
"But I wanted to. I figure that this is the least I could do for you in return that you didn't kick the crap out of me yesturday."
"Okay. What'd you make me?"
"Bacon, crispy but not burnt, Eggs, sunny-side up, toast, lightly toasted, and a few sausage patties. Oh, and some orange juice."
"Thank you, Flyboy."
"Anytime Marine."
I sat up and Harm put the tray on my lap. He went around to the other side of the bed, and sat down against the pillows and watched me eat. This really was good. I never could see Harm being all that great of a cook.
"Harm?"
"Yeah, Mac?"
"Why are you starring at me? It's starting to scare me."
"No reason. I just,"
"You just what?"
"After being away for six months, I almost forgot how beautiful you are."
"Thanks. I almost forgot how handsome you are."
"Why, I am aren't I?"
We both laughed. Harm had a way of doing that. He could just make you laugh at the snap of his fingers(not literaly of course).
I finished eating.
"You want me to take you home, Mac?"
"Yeah."
He threw me over his shoulder.
"Then home it is!"
we were laughing and everyone else was smiling.
"There's no point in fighting this, is there?"
"No. Not really."
"Okay."
Harm put me in the front passengers side of the car and he got in the drivers side. My house is about 45 minutes to an hour away from the JAG office. I fell asleep on the way home. When we got to my apartment, Harm said,
"Sarah, we're here."
He looked over at me and smiled. Harm told me while we were in Afghanastan, that he loved watching me sleep. The way that I smiled while sleeping, how the few hairs drifted over my face, made him so calm, so happy. Very quietly, Harm opened his door, shut it, opened my door and picked me up bridal style. He kicked my door shut, carried me to my front door, opened it, went inside, kicked the door shut, and carried me upstairs. Harm layed me on top of the bed. He took my shoes, and the jacket off. Harm then pulled the covers down and postioned me so that I was under them. He kissed my forhead then layed next to me, on top of the covers. He took his shoes off, but only expected to lay there for a few minutes. Harm ended up falling asleep shortly after that.
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I woke up at about 7:15 the next morning. The sunlight was peeking through the window and shining on my bed. I felt so energized. I smelled something really good coming from the kitchen and heard someone trying to sing. I knew that's where Harm must be. I just layed there for a few minutes. I saw Harm walk in my room carrying a tray full of food.
"Good morning, beautiful."
"Morning."
"I have made you breakfast."
"You didn't have to."
"But I wanted to. I figure that this is the least I could do for you in return that you didn't kick the crap out of me yesturday."
"Okay. What'd you make me?"
"Bacon, crispy but not burnt, Eggs, sunny-side up, toast, lightly toasted, and a few sausage patties. Oh, and some orange juice."
"Thank you, Flyboy."
"Anytime Marine."
I sat up and Harm put the tray on my lap. He went around to the other side of the bed, and sat down against the pillows and watched me eat. This really was good. I never could see Harm being all that great of a cook.
"Harm?"
"Yeah, Mac?"
"Why are you starring at me? It's starting to scare me."
"No reason. I just,"
"You just what?"
"After being away for six months, I almost forgot how beautiful you are."
"Thanks. I almost forgot how handsome you are."
"Why, I am aren't I?"
We both laughed. Harm had a way of doing that. He could just make you laugh at the snap of his fingers(not literaly of course).
I finished eating.