Hero

☆ Cherise ☆ He found me again. I moved to another state, and the bastard found me. Worst part is, I tried really hard to help him get his life on track. Now, he was making me a nervous wreck. I couldn't date, even if I wanted to. I couldn't go out with friends. I couldn't stay home and feel safe. Then, one day, I got a call from an ex-military guy looking for a therapist. He needed clearance to join the FBI. He could be my stalker, or he could be a hero. Determined not to live in fear any longer, I decided to help him. ☆Tobin ☆ After my brother's death, I realized in serving my country, I'd done a disservice to my family. So, I snapped and broke some shit. They quickly gave me my exit papers from the military. As an ex-Marine, if I ever wanted to get into the FBI, I'd need to prove I wasn't a safety concern. Apparently, people with anger management issues shouldn't carry weapons. So I found a therapist-a female therapist. We were all of fifteen minutes into our session when I realized all was not right in her world. She was on edge because she had a stalker. Lucky for me, I wasn't currently employed. Lucky for her, I was highly trained and intensely motivated to save her. I'd always been a sucker for a damsel in distress. And this woman needed a hero.