SAMANTHAS POV
Passing through the rich green trees, I was happy to finally be in a place I recognize. It was a long flight to get here, but definitely worth it. Pulling up to a house I longed to see again, I was finally home.

Ah yes, home sweet home.

Letting go of Mitch's hand, which held mine the whole car ride from the airport to the secluded house, I scurried out of the car. I desperately needed to stretch my legs.

My father and Mitch climbed out the car as well and opened the trunk.

We grabbed our bags, hauling them out of the back of the car. Before I could even turn to walk to the cabin, I was met with an affectionate embrace.

"Sammy! I'm so happy you're okay!" Ryan wrapped his arms around me, giving me a warm hug. "I've missed you too Ry" dropping my bags, I returned the hug to him.I was happy to see my brother, I've never been on this long of a mission without him.

Letting me go, he greeted our dad the same way as he did to me, and shook Rapp's hand.

Once Ryan finished his greetings, he offered to take my bags. Of course I said yes, I mean who wouldn't take the opportunity to have someone else carry your, oh so, heavy bags.

Surprisingly, yet not, Mitch took my luggage before Ryan could even pick them up.

"It's okay man, I got them" He said to my brother. Ryan gave me a surprised look, not expecting that response, but instead of arguing, he took my dads bags.

Mitch walked off to our house as the rest of us followed.

"What was that about, sis?" my brother questioned me about Rapp, "They're what you'd say 'head over heels' for each other" My father replied, interfering in our conversation. "Hey!" "Ooo, someone's got the love bug" Ryan nudged me. "Oh whatever." I rolled my eyes and followed Mitch into my room.

Ryan and my dad walked down the other hallway, down to my fathers room.

Mitch walked into my bedroom, and set down my bags as I closed my door.

"So now your brother knows huh?" The boy standing with his hands on his hips, asked me. I sighed and nodded. "I guess you heard our conversation then." I smiled nervously. I didn't know what Mitch was thinking. He could either really like the idea of someone knowing we have a 'thing' or he could really hate it.

Walking over to me, he didn't say a word, neither confirming or denying that he heard me and ryan talking. Reaching his arm, he wrapped his hand around the back of my neck. Pulling me close, Mitch looked down at me. God, i'll never get over his intimidating look.

I stumbled into him, putting my hands against his chest to balance myself. He took his free hand and tucked a few strands of my hair behind my ear.

I don't think i'll ever get used to this soft side of Rapp. It was definitely...unusual.

Mitch's hand slid down from my cheek to my waist. He was definitely in the mood.

His eyes glanced at the door, but quickly traveled down to my lips. "I see you locked the door, Ms.Hurley." "Just an instinct." I breathed out. I didn't even notice the breath that I had held on to, but with Mitch he always intimidated me. Which is weird for me to say because besides him, my father was the only person who could make me nervous.

But with Mitch, this effect had a whole different feeling.

Things were one hundred percent tense right now. Our bodies were so close together, there was practically no room in between us. His hand slightly rubbing the back of my neck while his other hand was gripping my waist.

Was he going to make a move? Was I going to make a move? Who was going to make the move???

Yeah long story short, no one made it.

Rapp stepped back and plopped down on my un-neat bed. I let out a quiet sigh and followed his lead.

"You're happy to be home again?" he questioned. He completely changed the subject. What. The. Fuck.

" Uhm, yeah, definitely. I missed Ryan. I missed having my own bed." I questioned to myself at how weird it was that he would switch subjects to fast.

"That's good..." Looking down, Mitch kept quiet with his sentence. I could sense that he was upset about something."Are you okay?" I questioned with my eyebrows raised.

"You have everything here Samantha...you have a family, friends, a home. Meanwhile, I don't have anything. Everyone I ever knew or loved is gone." "What about me?" "What about you?"

"Well...I'm here. I'm not gone Mitch. I'm not going away either. You may be my recruit, but...that doesn't change my feelings for you. I'm not leaving." My hand reached his cheek and caressed it with my thumb. I did say my sentence hesitantly, but that didn't mean it wasn't true.

To be honest, I was scared to get a response back from him. Sure, i've known him for some time now, but our 'relationship' or whatever this is, is still very unknown to me.

Mitch's eyes met mine, he could tell I was being sincere.

"Don't get all mushy on me Sam." "Oh hush Rapp, you started this." I played with him. My arm dropped from his face as my back met my bad.

I inhaled deeply as I took in the scent of my room, it really was nice to be back home.

The bed dipped next to me. A lanky arm wrapped around my side to pull me close. Mitch's warm body embraced mine once again,but I couldn't help but feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

It's been awhile since i've had someone this close to me.

"You know just because i'm all gushy with you doesn't mean i'll be like that with everyone else" "Oh trust me Mitch, I know." I turned my head, smiling at him.

In all honesty I didn't know. Sure, he had that dominant personality, but after getting to know him, I would've never thought he could be this affectionate towards someone.

But as soon as I thought he was being all soft with me, Mitch's lips crashed down on to mine. Ah yes, he finally made a move.

Our lips moved in sync once I snapped back to reality. His soft hand cupped my face, pulling me even closer to him.

There was nothing sweet about this kiss. It was rough, and intense, but I was definitely not complaining.

There was no doubt that he was an incredible kisser. I mean, who wouldn't love to kiss Mitch Rapp?

Mitch lifted himself to tower over me, keeping our lips locked together. His hand left my cheek, but I could feel the bed dip next to my head as he placed it there to hold himself up.

I was quickly running out of air and as much as I didnt want to, I pulled away from the boy's soft lips.

We started deeply into each other's eyes, like we always somehow do. His brown orbs twinkled as they gazed into my eyes.

Mitch's eyes were really his best feature....besides his lips, obviously.

We laid in silence as we just started into each other's eye. I gave him a small smile and he returned the gesture.

I waited for Mitch to lay his lips back on mine, as I had already caught my breath and wanted more.

I guess he got the hint because before I knew it, his lips were puckered on mine. Seriously, how does one contain themselves when they have someone this hot on top of them.

His free hand caressed my arm, following down to my hand, and quickly intertwining our fingers. The moment brought back memories from our first intimate night.

Thank God I locked the door.

But of course, I couldn't let this continue. My brother and father were literally 100 feet away from us. They would definitely hear something if anything were to happen.

"Mitch" whispering against his lips, he pulled his head back. I think he knew that we couldn't go any further, but that didn't stop him from still turning me on with his stare.

"Don't look at me like that, you know you have an effect on me." He chuckled as I shook my head at him. "How am I looking at you?" Mitch licked his lips, still continuing to stare at me.

Clocking my head, I fully took his his stare. Examining his facial expressions.

"Like you have something to tell me." "Well...maybe I do." "Oh really? Tell me then."

"I love you."