Chapter One

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Trace's POV

"Adkins!" I hear my name yelled. I turn around and see my commanding officer standing there.
"Yes sir." I say, standing at attention.
"We have the concert in a few minutes. Get out there and look happy about it." He instructs. I throw my uniform jacket on and walk out to the area where they're holding the concert. I've been a fan of Hank, Jrs. music since I was a kid.
I take a seat near the front and watch as he walks out on the stage.
"Good afternoon everyone. I just want to say, it is an absolute honor to be here. Thank you all for your service and sacrifice for our beautiful country. Now, let's party and get your minds off all the shit around you!" Hank says from the stage. Everyone cheers as he begins singing some of his hit songs.

***2 Hours Later***

This has been one of the best nights I've had since being deployed. I definitely needed the distraction. After Hank was done singing he gets off the stage and starts making his way through the crowd of Marines, shaking all of our hands and thanking us.
As he gets to me I feel myself getting nervous.
"Thank you for your service, son." He says as he reaches for my hand. I shake his hand and smile.
"Thank you for taking time to do this. It means a lot to everyone sir." I tell him. He smiles and winks at me, before moving onto the next person. I get out of line and I honestly can't tell if I'm just really sex deprived and lonely or if I actually just felt something for that man.

Finally, I see he is done talking to everyone and walk back over to him.
"Sir?" I say gently from behind him.
"Oh, hey there. You can call me Hank." He smiles, turning around to face me. "What's your name?"
"I'm Trace." I smile looking down. "Um I know this may be a little out of line but would you maybe want to hang out a little while and talk?" I ask awkwardly.
"Sure. I'd like that." He says, touching my arm. We walk over to a nearby table and sit down. "How long you been here?"
           "About 8 months." I answer. "Are you going to be staying for a few days or?"
          "Yeah I'll be hanging around until Wednesday, so about 5 days." He smiles. "You know you're kinda cute."
           "Awe, I thought the same about you." I tell him, blushing a little.

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