ZAK SEAL Team Seven(38)

I had to face some hard truths. One, did I want to deny my child her mother? The answer was no. I knew my anger is what was holding me back from even considering giving her a chance, my anger and my deep sense of betrayal.

She’d lain in my bed, let me cum inside her again, and never once let on that she’d had my child. Who does that? I knew it wasn’t because of our past that she’d done this. So what I’d been possessive and over protective, it wasn’t in an abusive stalkerish kind of way. I’d never given her reason to believe that she’d ever be anything but loved by me. Our only problem was her unwillingness to leave the service. I was terrified of something happening to her, and I’d been afraid from some of the stories I’d heard about her CO, that she might end up a statistic. There was more than one rumor going around about his way with his female subordinates, and I wasn’t about to let that shit happen to her.

When I’d threatened to talk to him, she’d had a fit. Told me she could handle herself. That’s when I’d given her that stupid ultimatum. I was pissed and frustrated because my hands were tied.

The navy doesn’t look too kindly on it’s men going after other officers whether they’re from another faction or not, and especially not in the middle of battle. In the end we were two hotheaded people who didn’t have any give in them. Had we been stateside I’m pretty sure I would’ve brought her little ass to heel, but that’s not how that hand played out.

We’d parted on those terms but it had always been my intention to go get her when we came back. Then things had gone to shit. We’d been sent into the desert under deep cover for four and a half months, no way to contact anyone on the outside. Then not long after we came back to the mainland the commander had died, and things had been topsy-turvy again. In between building the compound we’d been sent out on mission after mission and by the time we came back here for good, we were barely settled before the shit down by the water took our focus.

I hadn’t known what was going on in her life, hadn’t even known she’d retired, but always in the back of my mind was the thought that one day I would go after her. It never once entered my mind that she might be with someone else. What we had had been so strong, that I just knew deep down inside, that just as there was no one else for me, there could never be anyone else for her. I never expected in a million years though, that she would’ve borne my child without telling me.

“Hey baby girl how you doing?” She grabbed my face and babbled away at me all the while stealing a little more of my heart. I watched through the living room window as her mother left Logan’s place. I didn’t want her seeing her and kicking up a fuss, so I had to move quickly. I was already working shit out in my head as I went. I was going to treat her like just another hostile I had to take down. She had me the man once; she fucked that up, now she could deal with Zak the SEAL.

The first thing I did was lock the door so she had to knock. She wasn’t gonna just walk in like she was welcome or some shit. Next I got every toy that I’d bought the baby and put her in her crib with them before taking the monitor out to the living room with me. It was almost naptime anyway, so she should be fine. I was setting the scene, letting her know her place in our home, our being mine, and Zakira’s. Mostly I just wanted her to see how it felt to be left out in the cold.

When the knock came I took my time getting to the door. I opened it up and stepped back without a word. She looked nervous as hell as she looked around for the baby. “Thanks for agreeing to see me Zak I…” I held up my hand before she could go any farther. One part of me wanted to hear her out, and another didn’t give a fuck about what she had to say. “I didn’t agree to see you to listen to your bullshit so save it. The only reason you’re here is because you owe me and I intend to collect.”

“Owe you, owe you how?”

“You might wanna tone down that fucking attitude or you can turn around and leave the way you came.” I turned and headed for the living room leaving her to follow or leave, her choice. “Fine, I’m listening.” Why is it that when it comes to kids women always think they have the only say? Is that what the fuck the world is like? A man’s seed doesn’t count for anything? I’d like to see any fuck grow without the seed, fuck that.

“You wanna know what you owe me, you owe me a fucking kid, a pregnancy, the whole fucking deal. That little girl in there was made from love. Whatever else followed I never touched you with anything less than that. Because of you I’ll never trust another female again as long as I live, so that means if I want a son, he comes from you, the same place his sister came from. After that you can get the fuck away from me and my kids.” Yeah, that shit sounded fucked up when I said it out loud, but she’d taken me there.