I started to get worried. Not because they were military, but because they were there at all.Then the one in the forward chair noticed me standing her...."Excuse me. Who are you two? Does Jacob know you are here?" I looked again at the trajectory display. "What's with the island? He told me that he was heading to the Middle East."The person sitting in the forward chair ignored my questions. "How soon until we get there?" Parris Island in twenty five minutes, General, if I'm reading these. The stolen glances in the hallways in high school, the countless smiles you’d shoot across the room at me when everybody else was deep in their studies or taking the latest pop quiz. Why did it take so long for us to get here? It wasn’t for lack of attraction. You take my hand and pull me to the nearest corner. “Your skirts get any shorter and the world is going to be able to see what’s mine,” You whisper. Even in hushed tones, your voice hits the very center of my being. It reaches in and. He waved and the man backed away, "you have my attention."He gestured to a glass and pitcher but I shook my head, "my name is Andrew..."He snorted, "I know who you are and what."I nodded, "than you know my clan hunts me."He nodded and I sat back, "so when a master appears and tells me he will ignore that if I steal your data encryption box I would learn more."He chuckled, "you think he will..."I shook my head, "he has already told the clan and will still try to kill me."He relaxed, "so why did. If it ends tonight, then that's fine. If not, that's fine too. It's entirely up to you," I said.She must have felt better about the situation because she gave me a smile. "So do we go in?" I asked."Yes please," she said softly. And I opened the door and took her inside.I gave the bedroom door a little kick with one foot as we entered my bedroom. I figured she would feel more comfortable with the door closed, although there was no way anyone she or I knew could know she was here. I walked over.