CHAPTER 17

MORNING AT THE HAYES HOUSE


Dianna advanced at Jason, kissing his lips and feeling his stubble scratch her face. He opened his mouth and his tongue slowly massaged hers, tasting of whiskey. She put her hands on his neck and disheveled his hair.

She straddled Jason, and he breathed in, putting his hands on her wet hair, and she lowered herself on his lap, feeling his erection under his jeans, and moved her hips to graze his member. Jason grunted, moving his hands to her butt and squeezing it, hard, and Dianna released a high-pitched moan.

Then Jason grabbed her hips and laid Dianna on her back on the sofa, kissing her eagerly and taking his plaid shirt off and t-shirt after that, while she opened the buttons of the pajamas she was wearing. She looked at his broad shoulder and chest and squirmed. He got back to her and, impatient, ripped off her shirt, smiling with hunger at her and then eagerly kissing and licking her breasts, while taking off her pants. She pressed his shoulder and messed his hair, and heard him chuckle against her stomach when he saw she was wearing his boxer briefs.

"Well, let's just see how you taste underneath my clothes, shall we?" he said with a husky voice, while staring directly at her face, taking off her underwear and she felt his stubble and tongue on her entrance and clit.

"Oh God" she gasped, because she was pulsating just from his first touch. And he then sucked and licked her, while she moaned and disheveled his hair, squirming her legs. He murmured between his licks, pressing his fingers on her thighs. "Come for me, Dianna. I want to hear you say my name".

"Jason... God…", she whispered.

"No. Louder" he moved his tongue harder on her clit, and she squirmed again, she was almost coming.

"Jason"

"Again" he lazily murmured, licking and sucking her completely. "Say it"

She was about to explode. "Jason!"

"Dianna", Jason slammed the door opened, concerned.

She opened her eyes, suddenly, when she heard the loud noise and her name. She lazily gazed at Jason, standing up in front of her, holding the door of the main bedroom open and holding a gun with his other hand.

Jason kept looking at her, because he thought he heard her calling him, then he definitely heard her calling him again, louder, and he thought she could be having a nightmare, but also that maybe the creep was inside the house and attacked her, so he grabbed his handgun that he put on the bedside table the night before, quickly going to the main bedroom.

He slammed the door open, calling her, and saw Dianna was sleeping peacefully on his bed, on her side, hugging the pillow and with the blanket and bedsheets wrapped on her legs. It was early morning, and he didn't see any dude in there, so he was sure she was having a nightmare. She slowly opened her eyes and stared at him.

"Are you ok?" he came closer, concerned. She kept staring at him, and blinked her eyes a few times, paralyzed.

"What's… going on" she murmured, still not moving.

"You called me" he sat on the bed, "I heard you calling me. Twice".

She blinked again, still not moving, and now blushing.

"Were you having a nightmare or something?" he put his gun on the bedside table.

She quickly glanced at him. He was wearing boxers and a t-shirt.

"Yes" she formally stated. "I was". Then she clumsily moved her legs, discreetly releasing the bulk of blanket she had between her legs. But he noticed it, and had to hold a smile.

"Want to talk about the nightmare?" he slightly smiled, restraining himself, because he wanted to open a huge smile and replace the bulk of blanket for himself, the real deal, between her legs. On the inside, he felt like a heavy crown was being laid on his head. He made her come in her dreams.

She was very awake now, and trying to sit on the bed. But she noticed his slight smile and when he saw her moving her legs. He knew. She had so slap that ego off his face, quickly.

"I just remember flashes, I think. There was a shadow stalking me" she began, shaking her voice a bit, and Jason's slight smile disappeared, but he remained suspicious, "and I think the team rescued me" she smiled at him.

Now Jason was smiling again, because he was sure they were celebrating the rescue, then. But Dianna continued the fake story, "I just remember that I was in dark a room, then… and I heard Brock's voice next to me" Jason's smile vanished once again, so she gladly continued, "and you kept trying to get into the room, and I don't know why, but I wanted you to stay out of it, to not come in. I think that's when I said your name". She naively looked at him, alarmed, and Jason's face shut down. "But why would I want you to not come in?" she murmured to herself, looking down.

Jason was very, very grumpy.

"You know what" he got up from the bed, and put his handgun inside the drawer of his bedside table. He closed it a bit more aggressively than necessary, and pointed at the kitchen with his thumbs. "I'll go make us something to eat, ok".

"Oh no, you don't have to, I can just have tea or something, somewhere".

"Nope" he raised his hands, "I'll make something. I can cook. You know, stuff. In here, we get the whole package deal. So just get up when you feel like it, ok" he closed the door behind him. A bit too aggressively, again.

"Pff" he muttered to himself, grumbling while he walked to the kitchen. "Bravo Five. You've got Bravo One here, lady", he continued to mumble, grumpy, while he got enough stuff from the fridge and pantry to feed a family.


Dianna got up, went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and freshen up. Her hair was looking wavy and amazing, so she quickly grabbed her phone to take a pic of Emma's shampoo. She wanted to buy a new shampoo for her anyways, soap too, but she was definitely going to buy the same shampoo for herself.

She didn't change clothes because, well, her clothes were in a thrash bag outside, ripped. But she wanted to look extra pretty that day, to show what Jason missed out on. He was obviously right to shut her off, because he was a gentleman and would never take advantage of her like that, even for a one night stand. But his kind manners made her want him even more. However, his rejection would keep her from flirting with him for a long time; she was already usually reserved and shy with men she liked, so his rejection didn't help her at all. She'd have to act just friendly with Jason. But being friendly didn't mean that she couldn't try to look sexy, even though she always felt she looked meh. Like, pretty sometimes, but definitely not sexy. But she'd try her best, so she grabbed some lipstick and lip balm she had on her purse and dabbed it on her cheeks and lips, giving her face a fresh and healthy look, and she whipped her hair a few times until it looked like one of those 'bedhair' photos. All good.

"Well, it does smell amazing" Dianna walked to the kitchen island, and casually sat on one of the stools there. Jason was flipping the last pancake and glanced at her walking in. He immediately felt nervous, because she looked like a shorter and sleepwear version of a 90's Liv Tyler on one of his favorite music videos. His mind blanked even when he tried to remember the name of the band. Or the song.

"Thank you" he formally said, turning to her. "There's… pancakes, bacon, and I'll make us some scrambled eggs now that you're up. And" then she casually flipped her hair with her hand, and he remembered the name of the song. Crazy. "...hum. Coffee. And tea. For you".

Dianna noticed Jason liked her bedhair. Good. "Oh, you didn't need to do all this. I'm not even used to eating breakfast that much, I don't feel like cooking just for me" she sincerely was stunned by the amount of food.

Jason threw a towel on his shoulder and leaned his hands on the island, smiling. "Well, here you'll have breakfast, ok? Just choose the tea you want. Emma drinks it, so there's like three flavors to choose" he handed her a cute wooden tea box. Dianna quickly chose black tea, glancing at Jason and feeling warm. All over. His arms were big.

Her phone suddenly rang, and it instantly cut off the cute family scene they were having. She almost ran to her phone, she forgot it in the bedroom.

Jason waited, but she didn't come back with it, so he walked to her. She was thanking Ralph and ending the call when he arrived there.

"Well?" Jason asked, opening his arms, curious. He wanted to know which was the name of the creep that he'd have to hunt down and dismember. Discreetly, of course.

Dianna glanced at him serious. She hesitated, but finally answered. "The guy's… DNA is not in the system. They don't know".

"What? But when the guy's arrested they always put it in the system, right? Or when he's a suspect or something" he always liked CSI, how could the cops not know the guy's name and address by now?

"Yes. They do. It's not someone who went to prison" she was serious, and pensive. "Maybe someone from Uruguay? They don't keep a sample of their DNA in every case there. And it wasn't being done a few years back. I don't know". But she was lying, she knew very well who it was. And it actually made her feel better, because even though she was terrified of Will, she could focus her energy exclusively on him, to take him down. But she had to keep this a secret from Jason and the guys.

"A criminal from Uruguay escaped prison, was able to come to the U.S., then did all of this? That'd be weird" Jason didn't buy it that much.

"At least Ralph had some good news. The… material is recent. All of… it is from yesterday. Nothing before that" she muttered, feeling really relieved that she didn't… touch any of it before. Jason exhaled, relieved too.

She glanced at him again. "Look. Let's just let the police do their job. I'll go there this afternoon to press formal charges and they'll take my statement, then we'll see". She walked back to the kitchen, with her phone in hand, and sat on the stool again.

"Yeah" he followed her, noticing her mood changing. "Look, I'll call Davis to let her know about tonight, ok. Then you'll see if you want to tell her what happened or not. But I think you should".

Jason waited, but Dianna just gazed at the ring she had on her finger. She always wore that ring. "No" she suddenly muttered. "We're going out tonight. I'll tell Davis tomorrow, or when we get deployed". She looked up at him, looking angry now, but not at him.

"I don't think it's a good idea" Jason came closer, alerting her. The creep could be stalking her and knowing she went there sometimes. She knew that.

"We're not going to the Bulkhead, Jason. We'll try out new things" she smiled, sassy, and he felt his member twitch. Then she was serious again. "I refuse to let this jerk take away my good times with you guys. I'll text them in our group, and then if they're ok with it, we'll go". She stood up, determined, coming a bit closer to him, and he had to look down. "But we'll need to go on a shopping trip ok? I mean, even if we didn't go out tonight. Are you good with that? Davis only comes back this afternoon, and I'll have the deposition".

Jason obviously was going to take her anywhere she'd ask him to, but she finished her request with wide eyes, like a puppy. He knew he'd be eating out of her hand. "Of course. Anywhere. Let's just eat first, ok" he quickly said, smiling at her.


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Group: BRAVO TEAM

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Dianna: Hii guys!

Davis: Heyyy girl

Jason: Hey there

Sonny: Hellou

Clay: What's up

Ray: Hi!

Trent: Hey

Dianna: I wanted to ask you guys if it's ok if we changed the place of our gathering tonight

Jason: Fine by me

Davis: Oh I'd love to... I'd like to change it up a bit

Brock: Hi Dianna

Ray: I'm good. To where?

Sonny: It depends. Can we go to the BBR?

Clay: No problem!

Jessica: Hi guys! How are you?

Trent: I'm ok with that

Trent: Hi Jessica!

Brock: Hi Jess!

Davis: Hi *Jessica!

Sonny: Hellou there

Dianna: *Sonny what's BBR

Dianna: Hi Jessica

Jason: Hey Jessica!

Clay: Welcome *Jessica

Ray: Welcome!

Jessica: I'm so excited to be working with you guys. The best. Can't wait

Brock: Yes, it'll be great!

Sonny: Sure… exciting!

Sonny: [Dianna: *Sonny what's BBR] Boom-Boom Room

Davis: *Jessica looking forward too

Jason: It'll be great *Jessica !

Ray: Us too *Jessica

Clay: We are the best, yes *Jessica haha

Davis: [Sonny: [Dianna: *Sonny what's BBR] Boom-Boom Room] HELL NO

Dianna: Sure *Jessica, great interrogations coming our way

Sonny: *Davis why not? The girls from BBR really like you

Dianna: So guys, coming back to what I was saying, one of the Navy girls at the Base told me about this new place that opened right next to the beach. It has like the same vibe as The Bulkhead, relaxed, but also has more food and drinks options. It opens only on Fridays and Saturdays, so we could go. And maybe if you guys wanted to, you could take your ladies there too. I only met them through insta so far.

Davis: OH YES loving this idea. Please let's go guys

Ray: I'll talk to Naima, she's not working at the hospital tonight. She loves this kind of stuff

Dianna: I'm checking their insta, they have a bonfire on the sand, must be really fun

Jason: I'm definitely in

Jessica: I'll go. What time?

Brock: Count me in

Jason: [Sonny: *Davis why not? The girls from BBR really like you] Why do they know you in there *Davis?

Trent: What's their insta?

Dianna: [Trent: What's their insta?] *bonfirevabeach

Clay: Just talked to Stella here. She's in, and talking to her girl friends too. They're happy, so the place must be good. Count us all in

Trent: *Dianna I'm in!

Davis: *Jason I'm Sonny's 'emergency BBR' call. To pick him up from the floor

Sonny: I like it, what time? *Dianna

Dianna: 2000 hours I think. Is it good?

Ray: Naima is in, and already calling her mum to stay with the kids

Dianna: *Ray haaha loved it

Dianna: *Clay YES

Davis: The place is amazing *Dianna, can't wait!

Jason: See you there, 8PM then haha

Brock: See ya!

Jessica: See u, at 8

Clay: [Dianna: 2000 hours I think. Is it good?] Great!


"Argh" Dianna made annoyed sounds every time Jessica wrote something. "I forgot she was in our group chat". She was sitting on one side of the sofa, all on her side, and Jason sat on the other side, relaxed. They were both texting on the group chat, pretending they weren't right next to each other. Jason thought that was hilarious.

"You know" Jason started, putting his phone down, when Dianna made an 'argh' sound for the third time, "you make that sound a lot. Maybe you should check for reflux or something", he teased.

She stared at him. "Why are you talking to her like that?"

"Like what"

"So excited"

"I don't know what you mean" he lied, because he knew exactly what she meant. And he did what Dianna said that he did. And on purpose.

Dianna sighed. "Ok, I think I'm in a mood to go shopping. Do you have a longer t-shirt I could borrow?" she got up from the sofa, and hesitated. "And another underwear maybe? I'll wash it for you"

Jason got up, smirking while putting his phone on the coffee table. "What's wrong with the one you're, apparently, wearing now?" He felt great knowing that she chose to wear the underwear he put on the pile.

She hesitated. "Well, I'm not a pig. I like to wear clean clothes when going out. I have this one since last night". The truth is, the underwear got a little… too wet for her comfort. She'd rather use a clean one.

Jason nodded, pretending to believe her. "Ok then". He opened his closet and chose a couple of t-shirts, and Dianna meddled, finding one of his plaid shirts to wear.

"Can I wear this one? I'd like to have my butt covered while I walk" she sarcastically told him.

He sighed, he hoped she'd choose one of the t-shirts. "The other ones will cover. You're short" he lied. She stared at him, annoyed, and he told her she could wear the shirt then. He got her a clean boxer brief, this time a black one because she'd look good wearing those, and got some clothes for him to wear. He took a shower and brushed his teeth, then went to Mikey's room to change while she got changed in the main bedroom. She was ready before him, waiting at the living room, already with her trench coat on. No material from the creep on the coat, after all.

She got up from the sofa when he came closer, wearing the tall brown boots, his plaid green shirt, the trench coat, and his black boxer briefs. And no bra, he quickly remembered. She pulled the look off perfectly, and there was a good amount of legs still showing off.

"Shall we?" he huskily said, passing by her.

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