The Recruit (Chapter 12) - Mitch Rapp
Title: “Day 63 & Day 74″
Characters: Mitch Rapp, Peter Collins & Reader/OFC
Warnings: Cursing, I assume, blood and a weeeee bit of violence, discussion of PTSD/sexual assault.
A.N.: One of the only times I have, and probably will, split one chapter up into two different days..
Summary: Mitch and Y/n discuss her recent trip to NYC and then they receive some disturbing news.
Mitch walked into your room and saw you replacing a wooden floorboard under your bed. You didn’t turn, you knew it was him and you didn’t mind if he knew your hiding place.
“I can’t believe I never knew that existed.” Mitch said, glancing at the floorboard hiding spot, as he placed his duffle bag on your desk and leaned against your doorframe.
You walked over and pulled him inside, closing and locking the door behind you. You held his hands in your own and kissed him lightly on the lips. “I missed you today. I thought you were supposed to stay the night there tonight.”
“I missed you.” Mitch frowned for a moment, then kissed your forehead. “Stan decided early this morning after his phone kept ringing that he wanted to come back tonight, even if it was late. Now I’m thinking that had to do with you?” Mitch sat at your desk chair and watched as you hung up your bomber jacket. You looked sexy as could be in the outfit you were wearing. He loved you in those boots, they always reminded him of the way you looks at the reunion and they always made him want to slide his hands up your thighs.
“I guess it had to do with me.” You said, as you walked over and sat in his lap, hooking your arms around his neck.