CHAPTER 58

A FEW MORE CONFESSIONS


"I guess" Jason said, as soon as Dianna opened the door of his car, "I guess I'll see you? Like… I don't know, tomorrow?"

Dianna stopped, with the door open. "I thought… I thought you'd be staying here. I mean, to, like, sleep for a few hours. It's almost dark".

Jason frowned. "Oh. You said you were exhausted" he pointed out, confused.

"I am" she said, and licked her lips, "it's just that I missed you sleeping here. Unless you prefer not to" she quickly added. She still didn't want him to know about her insomnia. After all, if he slept more with her there, he wouldn't notice that either.

Jason opened a cute smile. "No. Of course I'll sleep here then. I already have my bag anyways. I think there's one clean underwear left yet" he chuckled.

They made their way to her home from the front door, closer to his car. Her car was still parked there, because Davis gave her a ride when they went to the airport.

She opened the door and he walked in behind her, looking around. She looked at him and smirked.

"What?" he asked, amused with her stare.

"It's a bit weird seeing you here. I really thought you wouldn't be here again".

He swallowed. He was thinking the same thing. "I know".

They walked up the stairs in silence, with Jason carrying their bags up.

"I think I'll shower first. I missed showering" Dianna said, chuckling, and Jason smiled while he put their bags on the floor, in her bedroom. He waited, then he nodded.

"Ok. I'll see if the TV-"

"You can join me"

"Yeah, ok" Jason said, and immediately took off his t-shirt, making Dianna laugh. But she was not that tired, and wanted to tease him a bit, just in case, so she stayed fully dressed while she walked to the bathroom. He followed her in, already in his boxer briefs, because the rest of his clothes he threw on the bedroom floor.

"Aren't you gonna shower now?" he asked, confused, and dying to see her body again.

"Sure" she said, standing still near the sink.

"Well?" he asked, gesturing for her to get naked already.

"I really like your hands undressing me" she said, in a heartbeat, feeling very daring.

He really liked to hear that, and his eyes turned dark. He was about to advance at her as usual, but restrained himself and just came closer. He took the hem of her sweater and calmly pulled it from her head, looking at her, then took off her top. Her hair was a little disheveled and he swallowed. He loved when her hair was disheveled. Then he opened her jeans and took them off of her, and she rested her hand on his bare shoulder to take her feet out of them. She was in her underwear, and he stopped for a second to think about his next move.

"Did you take your t-shirt off on purpose in Bogota?" she suddenly asked, amused.

He smiled at her. "Yes and no. I mean, it was hot in there. But I could have waited until you left to take it off" he admitted, chuckling and turning her to take off her bra.

"That was a great day" she said, and he chuckled.

"Is that so?" he seductively said, opening her bra and softly kissing her neck while lowering the straps.

She felt shivers, from his voice and touch. "U-hum. You know your virtues, Master Chief".

He stopped kissing her neck. "Say that again".

She smiled. "You know your-"

"No" he said, turning her to face him. He entwined his fingers on her panties, and took them off, while she waited, but he said nothing else. He then took off his boxer briefs, and was already hard. He looked at her, serious and with hungry eyes, and waited.

"Master Chief...?" she asked, in doubt, but pretty sure.

He licked his lips. "Open the shower, please".

She turned, and walked to the shower, opening it and placing her hand under the water. She was about to tell Jason that the water was ok, but she didn't have to. He was behind her and finally advanced at her, embracing her waist from her back and almost carrying her inside the shower. He stopped before they were under the water.

"You good?" he huskily asked in her ear, and she nodded. She could get under the shower now, thanks to him. He held her there, from her back, for a few seconds, until they were wet, not saying anything, just breathing hard in her ear, and Dianna didn't want him to stop this mysterious vibe, so she kept quiet, pulsating with desire and feeling his erection on her back.

He suddenly took another step, passing by the shower, and squeezed her against the wall, leaning his forearm on it, next to her face. The wall was cold, and Dianna shivered because her body, and his body behind her, were hot. She placed her hands on the wall too, next to her head and his forearm.

He huskily exhaled right in her ear, and Dianna squirmed.

"I noticed you checking me out when you saw me in full uniform in Mongolia" he huskily said, taking his other hand from her stomach and guiding his erection to her core. He pushed into her just an inch, and kept still. Dianna was breathing hard and trying to remain still.

"I was" she admitted, stuttering, and he pushed in a little more, making her gasp. Now he put both his forearms around her hands, and squeezed her against the wall a little more. Her cheek was pressed on the wall, too.

"What did you think of me?" he huskily asked, heavily breathing in her ear.

"Hot" she said, smiling. But he kept still. Wrong answer, apparently.

"Big" she tried, and he moved just a little. She was dying to feel all of him inside of her. There was a long way to go, yet. Literally.

"Confident" she said, and he gasped and pushed in a lot now, but still not all the way. She was trying to keep still, but it was very nerv wrecking. That was torture, but a good one. She licked her lips, to think.

"Powerful" she said, exhaling, because she knew she was right. And she was, because Jason gasped in her ear and pushed into her all the way, deeply, and stayed still. There was something else that was missing. He placed his hands over hers, now covering her completely.

She felt him all around her, and completely inside of her. She knew very well that feeling. She loved that.

"Protective" she said, and she felt him smiling on her cheek. He immediately started to move, pulling and thrusting deeply and slowly into her, but still not saying a word. They were both gasping and quietly moaning.

"Did you know" Jason suddenly said, in her ear, and she gasped, "that I'm responsible for the safety and lives of everyone?"

She nodded, smiling. "You're the team leader".

"No" he said, and she stopped smiling. "Everyone, Dianna", he repeated, and she understood. She swallowed.

He was responsible for the safety and lives of the entire crew of the C-17, at least a dozen people, sometimes more. She felt overwhelmed just by thinking about that. It was a lot of responsibility, especially because they were always flying to unstable countries. She thought Blackburn was, but then she realized that Blackburn was his Commanding Officer, yes, but the Master Chief was the head of security, in a way, but more than that. An Officer knew almost nothing about combat, defensive tactics or surviving skills, in case of an accident or an attack. It was all on Jason's shoulders. She could only imagine how terrible it was for him when she, Davis and his own Commanding Officer, Blackburn, were taken hostages by the VSP.

"We all trust you" she said, to calm his mind, and he gasped, never stopping to thrust into her.

"I trust you to protect me" she repeated, and he gasped again, thrusting a little faster.

"I trust you with my life" she confessed, and she was telling the truth. He gasped louder, and started to thrust faster and harder. She smiled, loving it. Bravo One was taking control.

"Don't say that if you don't mean it" he suddenly said, with his voice trembling. He squeezed her a little more against the wall, and entwined his fingers on hers. She was shivering again, because he was gasping and talking in her ear.

She closed her eyes, to focus. She was close to her orgasm. "When I was kidnapped" she started, "I was sorry for you". She turned her face a little more, so she could see his face, and he was frowning, while still thrusting hard into her.

"Because I knew you'd be going crazy. Never giving up finding us. I never doubted that for a second".

She saw when his frown disappeared, and his face now was desperate. He placed his face on hers, and his mouth on her cheek, and thrust faster and harder.

She smiled, and let him know, "I'm close, Master Chief".

"Ah, God" he loudly said, and Dianna felt him smiling on her cheek, "Yes, please, come for me, would ya?" he playfully said, panting.

But she wanted Bravo One this time. "Then command me, Master Chief".

She heard him gasp again, and felt his smile disappearing, but she continued to smile. He squeezed her another inch against the wall, and now her entire body was touching the wall.

"Dianna, you will come for me" he huskily said, with a commanding monotone voice, and she started to twitch. He pressed his fingers on hers, because he was feeling it.

"Ms. Veiler, I'm fucking your brains out" he huskily and harshly said, grunting, while fucking her brains out. He could barely speak. He was desperate, and she felt it. "You will come for me. Now".

Only a couple of seconds later, and Dianna felt her orgasm hit her so, so hard. She screamed and shut her eyes, and Jason instantly came with her, huskily screaming too, because he couldn't even move inside of her; she wrapped him up completely. And he couldn't move at all while he emptied himself, and for a few seconds after that too.

"Oh dear God" he mumbled, when he felt that he couldn't move. They were both breathless, and Dianna felt her legs weak. He distanced from her when he noticed how much he squeezed her, but she almost fell to the floor.

"Jason, wait" she alerted him, and he quickly grabbed her waist, concerned. She finally turned to him.

She smiled while looking at his cute face. He was breathless. "Ok, now I'm exhausted", she admitted, chuckling.

They kind of helped each other to shower, because they both were tired and with their legs weak, and Dianna didn't even use conditioner on her hair. They quickly dried themselves and made their way to the bed, laying on it and pulling the blanket over their bodies.

"Did you really think that it was a hallucination yesterday morning?" Dianna lazily asked, amused, laying in front of Jason.

He smirked, with a sleepy face. "Not during it. But after, yes" he admitted, feeling like an idiot. "Until we got to the house and Tatiana greeted us".

Dianna chuckled, she thought he was joking that morning. Then she remembered something. "Is that why you asked Tatiana if she also thought that my dress was pretty? To find out if she could see me too?"

He smiled, blushing. "Yes. But it was pretty" he said, then he lazily grazed his thumb on her lips.

She kissed him thumb, and laid closer to his body. "Well, that happened. And this too. Now let's sleep" she stated, and he nodded, holding her close to his chest.

But Dianna understood what Jason felt. She also thought that it was too good to be true. But happily, it was. Good and true.


The next morning, both of them woke up with great ideas to charm the other. They just didn't know that yet.

Jason woke up first, right before dawn. They went to bed earlier the evening before, because of the jet lag and different time zones. Dianna was peacefully asleep when he got up to go to the bathroom and brush his teeth. He immediately texted Ray and Sonny, very aware that they wake up early. He'd be on a medical leave for a week, at least, due to his concussion, which meant that he wouldn't even be part of training during that period. He obviously couldn't just do nothing for a week, he'd go mad. And Dianna wouldn't be able to walk if he just spent his down time fucking her all the time. She couldn't even stand up the night before, he reminded himself, proudly. And the last time he was too eager she couldn't sit down properly either. He started to daydream, remembering those moments, and how much time he also had with his kids and the guys lately, in Uruguay. Life was being good to him these days.

He fought that fear that always daunted him from time to time, when everything is too good, that it could soon be the end of it. It happened in Serbia when he almost got blown up by a suicide vest. Jason now had to focus to not hiper ventilate, remembering the sudden burning sensation on his face, and debris on his skin, from that time.

But then he also remembered that he suffered enough the week before, when he thought that Dianna had cheated on him with Jared, and was being fucked by the young dude in many different positions around that same house where he was standing in. That's why he felt so awkward coming back.

Jason looked down at the island, where his hand was now leaning on the wooden countertop, and remembered visualizing Jared fucking her right there. He visualized it because he, himself, always wanted to fuck her on the island, the island had a perfect height for him; yet he never got to do that. One night, the week before, Jason was just feeling exceptionally miserable and was touching himself, imagining that he was having Dianna right there, then an image of Jared made his way inside of his scenario, and Jared was the one fucking her brains out on the island. It gave him nausea and broke him all over again.

Jason shook off that memory and glanced at the outdoor table that Dianna was still using in her dining room. She needed and wanted a round wooden table, and he'd get it for her. He found out that the round breakfast table that Freddy and Tatiana had was actually Elizabeth's, that Freddy kept, and it was evident why Dianna was so determined to get her own round table, to have her own furniture, because the other table she'd probably never get back again. Jason understood that, because he and his kids still had a ton of furniture that was bought by Alana and he had nowhere to use it, but Emma and Mickey eventually could want it, so they kept it in a storage room, God knows until when. It was a link between mother and their kids, but Dianna couldn't bring the table she wanted all the way to the U.S.

Besides, a dining table there would also be the perfect height for him, Jason thought. They could make good use of the table when there weren't guests eating on it. Of course, they'd have to clean it very well.

"What are you thinking about?" Dianna suddenly asked Jason, behind him, and he almost jumped with the scare.

"You're silent" he pointed out, amazed. She was learning some skills with him, he realized. He walked to her, and hunched down for a kiss. She was looking great, fresh-faced and blushed, and her hair was voluminous like he loved. Sometimes she woke up just looking amazing.

But then again, this was Dianna, and she liked to give eager kisses first thing in the morning. How could Jason forget. But he was immediately reminded of it when she pulled him down and closer, holding his neck, and not only deeply kissed him, but actually started to graze her body against his, raising her leg.

"God" Jason was trying to keep up with her, but he didn't even know what the hell did she want him to do, "Dianna, what-" he tried to ask her, because she kept grazing her leg on his leg, not that he was complaining.

Dianna stopped their kiss, and sighed, frustrated. The moment was lost.

"I wanted you to lift me, Jason" she explained, annoyed, because he didn't take the hint. He was always lifting her from her ass and sitting her over important papers, or squeezing her against rough walls, but when she was doing it right next to the kitchen island, apparently it wasn't obvious enough for him. "I woke up grateful today" she added, and he immediately grinned and knelt to grab her legs and carry her over his shoulder.

"No, not like that" she took a step back, and he looked confused. "Forget it. The moment's gone" she stated, unaware of his sad expression. He could kick himself for being so slow.

"I'm hungry, actually. But we have nothing to eat here" she explained, feeling like a terrible hostess. She was starving, because she finally slept many hours, thanks to the warmth of Jason's body. She woke up a few times, but quickly went back to sleep. But she had some ideas of how to thank Jason for having a hot body, in both senses of the word.

"We can go to a diner, or some place else" Jason mentioned, already dreaming about the bacon, eggs and pancakes from the place near his apartment.

"I liked that diner near you place" Dianna suggested, reading his thoughts.

Jason stared her for a couple of seconds, until she frowned. "What" she asked, suspicious.

He came closer to her, exhaling. "Nothing. I love you" he playfully said, cutely smiling at her and kissing her softly.

Dianna liked his cute statement, and rewarded him with a confession.

"Jason" she seductively called, then placed her hands on the kitchen island, close to him. "Do you know what made me attracted to you in the first place? And that is one of my favorite things about you until this day?" she seductively said, raising an eyebrow.

He cockily smiled, nodding. "My chest. And shoulders. And arms".

Dianna chuckled. His cockiness knew no limits. "No. Although those helped" she admitted, amused, and he smugly shrugged and smiled.

He waited, and watched as she raised herself to sit on the island countertop. His member twitched.

"Your smile" she said, and he smugly smiled, "No, not this one. Your cute one" she explained, and he cutely smiled at her, melting. "Yes. This one" she said, and he walked to her, standing between her legs, and softly kissed her.

He stopped the kiss. "When did I smile like that to you?" he asked, afraid that she was only attracted to him when she was in his house or something like that. He kicked himself for not smiling more at her.

She hesitated, but then she remembered that he deserved it. He went to Uruguay for her. "In Bogota. After I asked you if I could be in the room while you planned the first op there" she said, timid.

Jason took a second to remember that, because it was a long time ago. But he did. He cutely grinned at her now, just to dazzle her a little bit more, and Dianna smiled back at him, she knew that he knew what he was doing.

He grabbed her thighs and came closer to kiss her again, but Dianna was curious now.

"Your turn, Jason. When did you know that you wanted me?"

Jason chuckled. Women were just so naive. "Well, when you stood up from the chair" he quickly stated, and she frowned. "When Blackburn introduced you to us" he gestured.

"God" Dianna laughed, slapping his arm, "No way. I was wearing pants and a shirt, Jason".

He laughed, naughty. "You asked".

Dianna's smile disappeared, and now she had a shy smirk. Jason understood.

"Oh, do you want to know when I fell in love with you?" he asked, and she blushed, not saying anything.

Jason hesitated, feeling vulnerable, but then he also realized something. "Did you fall in love with me because I smiled at you?" he said, teasing. He definitely would smile more.

"No" Dianna quickly said, because she didn't. "That's when I started to have a crush on you" she explained, but felt like a teenager, then she changed the words, "When I started to think about you… in a different way".

Jason liked that explanation, a lot, and kept staring at Dianna for a few seconds, playfully smiling at her.

"Have I told you the story of how I met Alana?" he charmingly leaned his hand on the countertop, and when Dianna looked uncomfortable, he assured her. "It's a cute story. I tell that to everyone" he said, and it was the truth. Dianna nodded, suspicious.

Jason squeezed her thighs and exhaled, coming closer. "We were teenagers, well actually, she was barely that, but we were jumping off a quarry into a lake. I wanted to show off to her and some other girls there, and I jumped head first. However" he raised an eyebrow at her, "I landed on my belly" he told, and Dianna chuckled at his dumbness. "Well, I was pretty much drowning, but suddenly a hand grabbed me and pulled me up. And I saw Alana, this skinny girl, pulling me up, and she was grinning at me" he said, and Dianna smiled, liking the story.

"Alana saved my life, and that's when I knew I wanted her to be my wife", he finished, smirking, and Dianna now really liked the story.

"You're a romantic, then" Dianna said, shyly smiling. She wished the boys from her school were like him.

"Maybe. But apparently, I have a tendency for falling for strong girls that save me somehow" he explained, affectionately looking at Dianna, and she looked at him, confused.

Jason stared at her for a few seconds, and she licked her lips, anxiously waiting. He decided to tell her this story now, because he knew she'd love it. It was the truth, and he would score many points.

"When we were at the rooftop gym in Colombia, you made that whole speech about good, and bad, and evil, and right and wrong" Jason gestured, and she laughed.

"Well, I asked you if you thought that me and the guys were bad people. Because we basically kill for a living" he huskily said, looking at her. Dianna nodded, confused.

"You explained in an amazing way why we weren't bad people" he said, and lazily kissed her cheek and neck, while she waited, then he came back to look at her. "And how we volunteered to do the right thing everyday, fully aware that it would kill our souls a little" he said, now serious.

"You saved my soul that day, Dianna" he finally said, huskily exhaling, and she stared, serious. "You calmed my mind and I felt at peace with my job and with what I've done so far, in a way that I had never felt before". He finished, squeezing her thighs again. "Alana saved my life that day at the quarry, and you saved my soul this time, and I knew that I wanted you right at that moment", he explained. And waited for her reaction.

Dianna kept quiet for a couple of seconds, just staring at Jason, stern. "That's a good story. Is it really true?" she finally said, still serious. He nodded, also serious. Now Jason was starting to feel vulnerable, maybe the story scared her or something like that.

"I think we should have breakfast now" Dianna said, looking at him with hungry eyes. Jason frowned, confused. "Please, let's go eat" she said, coming down from the island. She was hungry and she would need the energy for later. So would he.


"You know" Jason anxiously started a conversation, since Dianna had been awfully quiet during their breakfast, "I'm thinking about going to Ray's this afternoon. Hang out with him and Sonny". He wanted her to know that he had more things to do than just stay at her house doing nothing. He was a busy and hard working man. Not clingy, at all.

Dianna smirked at him. "Ok. That's good. I have some errands to do this week, I'll do them this afternoon" she calmly said, sipping her tea. "Wait" she looked alarmed at him, then tried to look cool and casual, "are you having dinner at Ray's too?"

Jason squirmed. Naima would gladly feed him too, she's done that many times, especially now that they were working on Dianna's table. Because she knew she'd get her own table too, Jason promised Ray he'd help him build Naima's table after Dianna's.

"Well, I don't know, I mean, if you have plans for tonight, I can have dinner at Ray's. That's ok" he answered, cautious. He was still feeling a little vulnerable after telling Dianna the story of when he decided that he wanted her, and she just said that it was a nice story and then nothing else. He thought she'd love the story. Alana always loved when he told his story with her, and he always told that story because everybody liked it and it always gave him extra points, especially with Alana. But Dianna's silence was making him very nervous.

"I don't" Dianna said, then she sipped her tea. "You should come to my place later, then. Is 7PM too early?"

Jason smiled, relaxing. "No. It's fine by me".

"I'll swing by the grocery store and make us dinner" she stated, smirking at him. She knew he'd love her idea of dinner. And dessert.


"I don't know. I think it's kinda outdated. You know, to have one in your backyard. I mean, fire pits are all in" Lisa said to Dianna as they walked inside the store. Dianna knew that she was envy as fuck.

"Well, I can afford one now" Dianna proudly lied, "I mean, it may take me a while to pay for it, but it's ok. I always wanted one. I can get a smaller fire pit later, I don't need a fancy one like yours, Davis".

The seller approached the girls, all smiley and rubbing his hands together. "Good afternoon ladies, how can I assist you today?"

"I'd like to take a look at your jacuzzis. I want one" Dianna politely told the seller, pretending to be wealthy and used to looking at jacuzzis on a monthly basis. The seller loved her resolve, and immediately guided them to the jacuzzis they had in storage.

"But we're being deployed in two to three weeks, Dianna. Will you even use it before that?" Davis asked, with reason.

Dianna hesitated, she didn't think of that. "How long does it take for you to install one? In my backyard".

The seller loved Dianna even more. She was in a rush and eager to use the product, the best kind of client. "If we close the deal today, I can have it installed for you tomorrow" he said, grinning, but then hesitated. "Unless you'd like it installed at ground level. Then it takes a lot longer, they need to prepare the space first. And of course, it costs more".

"No, no" Dianna said, confused. She didn't even remember that they installed those at ground level. She liked the idea, but she couldn't afford it. "Just a normal one. I'd like it if you could show me a cute one, too. Nothing too modern, please". She was excited, especially because it could be installed the next day.

"Hum, an in-ground jacuzzi could be nice" Davis stated, already planning things in her head.

The sellers' eyes sparkled with the possibility of two clients. "Come girls, we have many different options here. We'll start with the 'cute ones' then" he winked at them, excited. And so were the girls.


"Boss, c'mon" Sonny said, amused, looking at the picture, "We can totally do this. I mean, how hard could it be for us, right?" He kissed his own ass and the guys'. Ray and Jason puffed their chests.

"Easy day" Jason said, excited and clapping his hands together, and Ray and Sonny repeated his sentence. "Let's go get the wood planks, then" he said, and the guys nodded and followed him.

"Maybe I'll get some extra wood and build something else, too. After your tables, you know. Just a small piece of furniture" Sonny casually mentioned, and Jason glanced at him, recognizing a guy in love when he saw one.


Jason parked in front of Dianna's house and got out, bringing again a bag of clean clothes. She didn't invite him to stay, but he had a feeling, so... just in case. He was hating to stay at his apartment, it was too dark and depressing. So he brought a few more clothes in his bag... just in case. He nodded at Ms. Lewis, who was watching him park his car, with hungry eyes. She was going for a walk, and she obviously had a thing for Jason, especially after she heard what he was capable of.

He got inside Dianna's house from the front door, she shyly gave him back his key after they left for breakfast that morning. And as soon as he got inside, he was almost knocked down by an amazing smell of food. Comfort and homy food.

"Hi" Dianna greeted Jason, placing a bowl on the counter. "I love how you Seals are punctual" she said, but she was running a little late. She took a lot longer than she calculated to dress and dry her hair. She took longer than she calculated at the store, too, but it was worth it. Davis managed to get both of them an amazing discount, and the seller seemed happy enough.

"What are you cooking?" he asked, sniffing his way into the kitchen, extremely interested.

"Just meat and potatoes. With chimichurri sauce" she explained, and he grinned. Of course he was a meat and potato guy. "And some salad, just in case. For me" she added, but Jason kept a neutral expression. He couldn't care less.

She gestured for him to take the salad bowl to the outdoor table at the dining room, while she checked the oven. She never got that recipe wrong, but there was always a first time. It was easy but demanded precise timing and a lot of care so the sauce didn't evaporate in the end. It was done just in time. Jason poured himself whiskey, and wine to Dianna, and she asked him to sit down while she served the meat. Jason was starving from all the physical labor they did that afternoon, but the food was delicious and he didn't even have to lie or exaggerate.

"I love chimichurri" he concluded. He tasted it before, but probably it was from a pre-made seasoning bought at the supermarket, and Dianna made her chimichurri from scratch, just like some steak houses do. He loved it.

Dianna smiled, happy. She was always nervous about cooking for other people, but it was always easy to cook for men. Meat and something else. And sauce. Especially when it's a frogman. But Jason genuinely seemed to have liked her food. She didn't eat much though, because she was kind of anxious.

"Are you done?" she asked, with excitement in her eyes.

"Yeah" he said, hoping that there was dessert. Dianna was always in favor of eating dessert at the restaurants, so he left room for that. Just in case.

"Good. Come on" she gave Jason her hand, and he grabbed it, excited. Maybe he'd eat dessert on top of her, that was great too.

Dianna thought about serving the dessert right after dinner, but she didn't want Jason too full and sleepy. And they might want a snack later on. She knew she probably would. She walked up the stairs with Jason silently following her, glued to her, as usual, and got inside the bedroom. He waited by the door, looking around for the dessert, while Dianna sat on the bed in front of him. She was wearing her short green dress that she wore the first time they had sex. He remembered that. Dianna opened a wide smile, while Jason waited, standing still, at the door frame.

"I really loved your story from this morning" she said, feeling bold. But she drank some wine to gather courage, that helped. Jason grinned and walked closer as soon as she said that, but she gestured for him to stop, she had more to say before he could have her.

Dianna sighed. "From the moment I met you, even before I had any feelings for you, I thought you were the most reliable guy that I've ever met" she said, and Jason opened a cute grin. "The guys, your family and I, could always trust you, and rely on you to make the best decisions for us, and for the missions", she explained, and he couldn't stop grinning, but he tried to remain humble.

"And I think it's unfair of you to think, even for a second, that you could be a bad person" she said, now serious. Jason's smile vanished, that was exactly how he felt for many years.

"You are always thinking that you're a crappy father, or friend, or that you were a crappy husband" she continued, looking at him, serious, and he kept quiet, also serious, "and of course it doesn't matter that I or anyone tells you otherwise, you'll always think that of yourself. It's something you have to work on in therapy, and with time" she said. He nodded, serious but uncomfortable. He was hesitant to go to therapy again, especially after what happened with his therapist, but he'd try. Eventually.

"But I felt honored that I could help you see, at least for a moment, or for a little, that you, Jason, are a good person. An amazing person" Dianna said, smiling affectionately, still seated on the edge of the bed. "I'm glad I could calm your mind" she added.

Jason opened a cute smile, and crossed his arms, leaning on the wall. He knew she'd show some gratitude or whatever now, and he couldn't wait.

"And you're such a good guy, Jason, and deserve only good things" Dianna said, now seductively leaning on the bed, just a little, "that I'd like to reward you somehow. In any way you choose" she said, looking into his eyes, swallowing.

Jason's smile disappeared again, while he registered her words in his brain.

"It's not a favor to you, Jason. I'll definitely enjoy it, too. I truly, really, want you to have me, however you want, for tonight".

Jason stared blankly at Dianna, not sure he understood what she meant. She noticed he hesitated, and she thought that his lost expression was cute. Dianna explained it one more time.

"Consider me your reward for all the bad things that you endured in your life, and all the things that you had to give up for being Bravo One", Dianna got up from the bed, walking closer to Jason, and he just remained serious, looking at her with wide eyes.

"I want you to do whatever you want with me. Or ask me to do anything. I'll do it. Gladly".

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