My Marine Corps Special Ops (MARSOC) brothers call me "Pistol" because I'm so damn good with it. Just me and my 9mm semi-automatic Glock 19 and I'm good-to-go.
Girls call me "Pistol" for another reason.
It's been five years since I've been home. Five adrenaline filled years of battling bad guys from Indonesia to Iraq and everywhere in between. Places that aren't even on civilian maps. Now I have to go home and face my toughest challenge ever.
I'm heading home to recover from an injury sustained in Tikrit, Iraq. An injury that should keep me on my back, but all I can think about is putting her on hers.
And making her mine. Forever.
*This is a standalone story with an HEA. Written by a USMC Veteran.*