It lasted until she felt Wesley's gaze. That was when she finally realized what she was doing. She looked down to see only a bath towel around her, and headed quickly to the walk-in closet. ‘Oh god. I should have put on my pajamas first!’

It was too Late. The man had followed her into the walk-in closet.

“Uh, please...uhm, please get out. I need to go get changed,” she stuttered as Wesley approached her.

He reached out to her bath towel, and in one fell swoop, it fell onto the ground. It was yet again another sleepless night for Blair.

Wesley remembered how Blair tried to stifle her moans the last time, so tonight, he kept the Lights on. He watched every expression on her face as he made love to her.

Blair, however, felt uncomfortable with the lights on. She was not used to this. She asked him to turn the light off but he wouldn't Listen.

In her frustration, she resorted to biting him in the shoulder. And she bit deep.

The following day, Blair woke up still sleepy and very exhausted. She reached for her phone and intended to call Rebecca for a leave again.

Then she remembered that Rebecca was fired. Soon, she'd be taking her place. If she wanted to ask for a leave, she would have to go ask the deputy general manager of the company.

She sighed helplessly as she dragged her sore body out of bed. It took every ounce of her energy to get herself into the bathroom.

She took a steaming hot bath. She felt better immediately. She freshened up, got dressed and walked back out of the bedroom. Wesley wasn't around this morning.

Her breakfast was already prepared on the table.

A sticky note was placed on the table as well.

“Honey, I am needed at the base today. If you need a day off, let me know and I'll help you.

Heat it up before you eat it," it read.

Blair picked up a cob of a corn and took a bite. She headed back to the bedroom with the sticky note and put it in a box she found.

Meanwhile, Wesley was in an office in the base.

Wesley listened to his superior intently.

“Wesley, I know you're a married man now, but I really need all the help I could get. I need you to go and train a group of soldiers. I hope you understand," the older man pleaded.

“Can't you at least put it off?" Wesley bargained. His wife was stilt mad at him. He needed a little more time to win her over again.

The old leader sighed, "The schedule is fixed. I can't make any more changes."

“Sir, I'm thirty-one." He paused for a while before he continued, "But

I still have no child yet."

He had planned to devote this entire vacation to Blair. They were in a good place to start a family. All of a sudden, he was being summoned for work again and was told his vacation needed to be cut short.

Wesley's superior felt a little guilty trying to separate the couple so soon.