Free Destructive Silence (The Destructive Series) by L.U. Ann Page A

the “Shhh,” as if I did it on purpose.
    Becca quietly yells at Caine, “If you guys are sneaking us in, there will be no grabbastic going on here!” Lucas reaches around and squeezes Becca’s rear causing her to swat him away. Caine and I laugh.
    “Okay, Lacey you’re first since Caine’s room is the closest and straight across from the fuckwit over there,” Lucas says motioning to the poor guy standing watch. Oh my God , no wonder Lucas and Becca get along so well; he speaks her language!
    I walk over to Becca and give her a hug. “I’ll text you in a little bit, okay?”
    “Alrighty, love. Mwah” She loudly kisses my cheek.
    Caine went inside and opened his window before returning to push me up with Lucas’ help. The height of the window was not normal for one story; it was taller making it harder to climb in but we managed. I stand in his room waiting for him to help get Becca safely inside. I began looking around his room as I shrug out of my sweater. The walls are cinder blocks painted white. A large Florida Gators flag hangs over one bed and band posters over the other. I’m not exactly sure which bed is Caine’s and which belongs to his roommate. I’ll just wait for that clarification. A guitar sits next to the door and the closet won’t quite shut because of the huge amount of uniforms, civilian clothes, and duffle bags that it holds. It is a typical enlisted man’s closet. Just as my eyes begin to take in another wall, the door flies open. It’s Caine. My face lights up and he saunters over to me, wraps me in his arms, and kisses me so hard that he knocks me off my feet. There is so much to him that it scares me because when I’m near him, I can’t help but fall for him.
    He lets go . “I want to play another song for you,” he says, motioning to his bed under the Florida Gators banner. Now I know which is his; I was confused at first because the band pictures fit with his playing the guitar, and I briefly thought that could be his side of the room. I sit on his bed while he pulls his desk chair out and wraps the strap to his guitar around his neck. Clearing his throat, he begins to pick the strings.
    He begins the song, but I’m not familiar with it. And then he starts to sing ... oh dear God! My insides melt as he sings Eric Clapton’s ‘Running on Faith’. So many songs can convey the message he wants to tell me. He was hoping and praying I would give him a chance because he had nothing but hope; and it would crush him if I didn’t. Did he just say love? Oh my God!
    I sit , mesmerized by his words. He sings beautifully and with so much emotion. My eyes glaze over watching him while my entire body relaxes. Am I falling in love with him? Is he falling in love with me? No, you can’t fall in love with someone so quickly. It’s impossible. Isn’t it? He opens his eyes to sing the ‘L’ word again.
    Is he telling me? Is he asking me? Fuck , I think I’m falling. Maybe I need to see a doctor. Perhaps I’m only infatuated. But then he looks at me, and fuck me to China... I love him.
    He finishes the song, sets his guitar aside , and walks over to me. My revelation leaves me paralyzed on his bed. I don’t know what to do, but fleeing sounds very appealing right now. Caine places his hands in mine and asks, “What did you think of that song?”
    Goosebumps rise up all over my body from the heat of his breath, the scent of his cologne and his handsomeness staring into me. “Um, it was awesome Caine.” I can’t really say much more. However, if he wants me to show him how much I liked it, I believe I can easily take on that task.
    Caine leans in to place his lips on mine after asking, “You think it was just awesome?” I can’t think straight. He’s teasing m e.
    “Yeah, just awesome,” I respond smiling against his mouth.
    “Hmm, I wonder if I can change your mind to something more than awesome.” Oh fuck! He leans into me, allowing me to fall back onto his bed. His body