Hot SEAL, Red Wine
SEALs in Paradise
Becca Jameson
Copyright © 2018 by Becca Jameson
eBook ISBN: 978-1-946911-46-9
Print ISBN: 978-1-946911-47-6
Cover Artist: Elle James
Editor: Christa Soule
All characters and events in this book are fictitious. And resemblance to actual persons living or dead is strictly coincidental.
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Contents
Acknowledgments
About the Book
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Author’s Note
Also by Becca Jameson
About the Author
Acknowledgments
Thanks to all the authors who joined this project! The SEALs in Paradise group is an amazing group of women! Love you all!
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Praise for Becca Jameson
“Time and time again, Ms. Jameson infuses her talent for creating pleasurable and entertaining love stories with wonderful characters, a depth of passion, and the joy at discovering your soul mate that is beautiful and thoroughly sexy.”
Shannon, The Romance Studio
“Becca Jameson can write sex, hot, steamy, make-you-cold-shower-twice sex. She also can write emotion.”
Felicity Nichols, Mad in Wonderland Reviews
“I always love reading Becca Jameson's bedroom scenes and how she makes her heroes fall so completely in love with the female leads in her stories.”
Roni, Romance Book Scene
“Becca has the ability to create the different worlds, draw you into them, and keep you wanting more with her writing ability. The way she writes the different characters, you can’t help but to feel for their emotions. When they are scared and upset, you are as well.”
Crystal’s Many Reviewers
About the Book
Ellie Gorman hasn’t had a vacation in years. Working herself to the bone day and night on Wall Street has kept her mind from wandering too often to the only man she’s ever loved. The man she left fourteen years ago after their high school graduation. When her best friend lures her to join a girls’ cruise, Ellie relents. The sun will do her good. Relaxation is her top priority. No stress for a full week.
Noah Seager has spent more than a decade fulfilling his dream of joining the Navy SEALs and serving his country. But he’s exhausted and worn out. It’s time to retire, find himself, and start a new chapter in his life. A vacation with his best childhood friend is the perfect way to decompress. Even better—a cruise.
Neither Noah nor Ellie are prepared to run into each other at the bar on the lido deck as soon as they board the ship. They’ve been set up, and they plan to toss their meddling friends overboard…as soon as they can find them.
Fourteen years ago they’d been very much in love. They’d known. Everyone had known. And then the bottom had fallen out of their worlds. Ellie has a secret she has never shared with a single person. Noah has lived with the pain, hurt, and frustration of being dumped for unknown reasons. He never should have let her go, and that realization slams into him with a powerful punch as the two get reacquainted.
While Ellie struggles with admitting her deep feelings for Noah have never subsided, Noah fights his own internal battle. She insists she can’t and won’t ever reveal the nature of their breakup. Can Noah convince her to let him back into his life anyway? And more importantly, can he let their past go, bury it, and live a fulfilling life with the woman he never forgot, knowing he will never have all the answers?
Prologue
“Karla, I just don’t see how I can pull it off. I’m so busy at work right now. A vacation is not in the cards.” Ellie shuffled through the papers on her desk while she spoke to her best friend from high school, the phone on speaker and propped against a binder.
“Ellie, I haven’t seen you in five years. You didn’t even come home for our ten-year reunion. Pleeaase. Come. Join me. A girls’ trip. I need this too. A cruise is perfect. We can drink all we want, eat until we’re stuffed, catch up. It’ll be fun.”
Ellie sighed, leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and rubbed her temples. She had a headache. What else was new?
“Don’t hesitate. Just say yes. It’s seven days. You can fly into Houston, take a shuttle to Galveston, and meet me at the ship.”
“Even if I did have an entire week available to me, I couldn’t possibly go on vacation someplace where I don’t have easy access to internet.” Even though she talked to Karla at least once a week, it was true she hadn’t seen her in a very long time. She hadn’t been back to the Houston area for years.
Karla groaned. “That’s the entire point. You need to unwind. Stay off the internet. Disconnect. Relax. Flirt with men. Have a fling.”
It was Ellie’s turn to groan. “I don’t do flings, and I suck at flirting.”
“You live in New York City, Ellie. You don’t even date. If I was living the high life you’re living, I’d be out every other night with another man,” Karla joked.
Ellie shook her head, even though her friend couldn’t see her. “That’s shit, and you know it. First of all, you would never leave League City. Second of all, you’ve been with Layton since we were like, fifteen. I know you would never even glance at another man.”
Karla giggled. “Hey, I can pretend. In my head.”
“Yeah, don’t tell Layton that.” Ellie smiled. She’d known both of them for most of her life. In high school, their posse—which included Ellie’s boyfriend, Noah—had been inseparable. Noah and Layton had been pals since grade school too. They were both on the football team and hung out together every chance they got.
Ellie hadn’t seen Karla and Layton for five years, the summer she went to their wedding.
She hadn’t seen Noah since the day they graduated from high school. The memory still stung as a lump formed in her throat. Noah hadn’t been able to get leave from the navy for the wedding.
“So, how about it?” Karla asked. “Please?”
Ellie frowned. “Why is Layton letting you go on a cruise without him?”
“He’s too busy to take a week off this summer.”
“So am I,” Ellie returned.
Karla sighed heavily. “Layton takes off at least three weeks a year. We used his vacation to go to the mountains over Christmas. You haven’t taken a single day off in years.”
It was true. Ellie was burnt out. She hadn’t come up for air in a very long time. It was easier for her. Kept her m
ind occupied. She’d been working on Wall Street for almost ten years. It was stressful. She loved it.
Didn’t she?
Karla was an elementary school teacher. She had summers off. Every year she begged Ellie to come visit.
Ellie took a deep breath and accepted the invitation on a whim before she could change her mind. “Okay. I’ll go. On one condition.”
Karla squealed. “Anything.”
“You plan the trip. I pay for the room. I’ll give you my credit card.”
Karla groaned. “I don’t want you to do that.”
“That’s my condition. Take it or leave it.” Ellie had made a lot of money in the last decade. She spent it on absolutely nothing. She had invested well and could afford any vacation in the world. She knew the same wasn’t true of Karla working as a teacher with a husband who was a cop.
“Okay, but I’m paying for the excursions, then.”
“Yeah, we’ll see about that.”
“I cannot wait to see you. This is going to be epic.” The excitement in Karla’s voice was worth it.
Ellie smiled. “Epic,” she repeated.
“We’re totally going to find you a man.”
“We are so totally not going to find me a man,” Ellie returned. She was perfectly fine without one. She was resigned to living a life filled with work.
The only man for her had been Noah Seager, and she’d let him go a long time ago. She could blame no one but herself. She would bear that cross for the rest of her life. She deserved it. But she’d given up the idea of replacing him years ago. No one measured up.
Perhaps it was cheesy and ridiculous, holding on to the memory of her one and only boyfriend from fourteen years ago, but she could still picture the way he looked into her eyes. The way he held her close. She’d given her virginity to him. She’d given her heart to him. And then she’d ruined everything, fled town, and left him.
Karla knew Ellie well, but even Karla didn’t know the details of Ellie’s breakup with Noah. However, Karla was more than aware of her best friend’s pining. There was no doubt Karla’s intention was to get Ellie to move on with her life.
It wouldn’t happen, but the cruise would be wonderful anyway. And reconnecting with Karla in person would be awesome.
As if Karla read her thoughts, she said in a soft voice, “There are other men out there, Ellie. You just have to open your heart.”
“Yeah, my heart is closed for business, Karla. And I’m okay with it.”
Karla sighed. “We’ll see.”
Chapter 1
Six weeks later…
Ellie was late. So very late. The flight had been delayed, and she’d almost missed the last shuttle to the cruise ship. She had texted Karla several times to let her know she was late, but she hadn’t had a chance to check her phone in the past hour since she’d gotten to the ship.
She was one of the last passengers to board before they closed the door. Frazzled and tired and relieved at the same time, she rushed through the ship toward the lido deck where Karla had said to meet her at the bar.
Ellie didn’t bother heading for their room first. Her luggage would be delivered to the room, which left Ellie with nothing but her travel bag where she’d stuffed her purse. She needed a drink. She needed sun. She needed to take a deep breath and start relaxing.
The ship was bustling with activity as she made her way through the throng of people wandering around, familiarizing themselves with the amenities. Her phone was buried somewhere in her bag, but she figured she would easily find Karla at the bar and let the fun begin.
When she stepped out into the sunshine, she immediately relaxed, letting her shoulders drop. Hopefully, after a few drinks, she would loosen up enough to wrap her mind around everything that had happened to upend her world in the last three days.
She still couldn’t believe the decisions she’d made, and she couldn’t wait to see the look on Karla’s face when she told her.
She hitched her floral bag high onto her shoulder, smoothed her hands down her sundress, and closed her eyes for a moment. The thin dress had seemed ridiculous as she left her apartment that morning. She was used to wearing business suits every day to work. Professional pencil skirts and matching jackets. Blouses. Pumps.
Not this week. She’d gone shopping over the weekend and bought seven outfits. Summer clothes fitting for a cruise. Two new bikinis, even though she couldn’t remember the last time she’d worn a two-piece. Sandals. Flowy skirts. Tank tops. Shorts. She’d probably gone overboard, but as long as she was taking her first real vacation in five years, she wanted to make the most of it.
The pale pink sundress she’d worn to board the ship made her feel younger than normal. It was a bit short, but she intended to be carefree this week. The spaghetti straps would have left her freezing on the plane, but she’d brought a light white sweater which was now stuffed in her bag.
A glance down at the bodice made her smile again. She liked the look. Maybe she could reinvent herself. Become a new woman. Her breasts looked amazing under the fitted cotton that dipped low enough to show more cleavage than she was used to.
Maybe she would lighten up and let Karla help her find a man. It couldn’t hurt to at least have a vacation fling. Right? Who was she kidding? She’d never had a fling in her life.
With another deep breath, she forged ahead once more.
The bar was easy to find. It was also crowded. Several people were already lounging in the pool. Laughter and squeals of delight filled her ears. The grill was open. The scent of burgers and hotdogs hit her from the right. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d had junk food, but she intended to indulge in it for seven days. Every day. Maybe even in the middle of the night.
She giggled out loud as she squinted into the sun and worked her way through the crowd.
Karla’s bright red hair would stand out. She had the most gorgeous curls that framed her round face. Ellie had always been envious of her friend’s hair. Ellie’s own brown locks hung in long waves down her back. She’d hardly changed it since high school, and she hadn’t had a chance to get it cut before she headed out of town.
When she finally reached the bar, she leaned against it with both hands, trying not to let her bag bang into anyone. She scanned the entire area. No red hair.
The bartender caught her eye and leaned toward her to be heard over the crowd. He smiled. “Hi. Welcome aboard. What can I start you off with?” He pointed at a red-and-yellow swirly frozen drink behind him and told her it was the special of the day. She had no idea what he called it, but she nodded.
As he turned back around to fill the blender with rum and whatever else was going to start this trip off perfectly, she scanned the area again. Still no Karla. Perhaps she’d given up and headed for the room. She was probably in a panic.
Ellie realized she needed to find her phone and check her messages. As she tipped her head down to dig around in her bag, she heard her name and froze. “Ellie?” The voice was familiar. So familiar she would never forget it if she lived two hundred years. But it wasn’t Karla’s.
She slowly lifted her gaze to find her ears had not deceived her.
Noah Seager. In the flesh. He had closed the distance and was now leaning against the bar two inches from her. She could feel his breath as she tipped her head back to meet his gaze.
She swallowed, unable to speak.
Holy shit.
He looked so damn good. Taller. Broader. Tan. His hair was still the same deep brown, but it was cut shorter than it had been in high school. There were a few new lines around his eyes, which were currently narrowed in surprise. One corner of his mouth was lifted in a half-smile. The left corner. Same as she remembered.
He looked carefree in a white, button-up, short-sleeved shirt with several buttons undone, exposing his fantastic chest. He also wore khaki pants and loafers. His clothes all looked new as if he’d done the same as her and shopped recently for a new wardrobe.
“I can’t believ
e it,” he said. “Is it really you?”
She nodded slowly, though she wasn’t certain it was her. Or him for that matter. It seemed surreal. What were the chances he would be on the same cruise as her? “Noah…” She let his name slide from her lips like an ocean wave.
“Ma’am?” The bartender interrupted her stunned shock, but she couldn’t bring herself to glance away from Noah. Standing so close she could feel his warmth.
He apparently had more brain cells than her, however, because he took the drink from the bartender and signed a slip of paper.
She jerked her attention to the receipt when she realized what he was doing. “You don’t have to do that.”
He handed her the drink, frowning. “It’s a drink. I think I can manage to buy you a drink.”
She nodded, taking the cold glass from his hand. Their fingers brushed against each other, and she nearly swallowed her tongue. Her legs felt weak. She was afraid she would drop the drink, so she set it on the bar.
“Why don’t you sit?” He pointed at the stool she was leaning against as he eased onto the one next to hers.
She let her bag slide down her arm to land on the floor at her feet and somehow managed to jump up onto the seat. Her skirt was too short and didn’t get tucked under her butt very well, but she simply didn’t care.
Noah. Her Noah. The man she’d dreamed of for fourteen years. The man she’d only known as a teenager who had grown into someone ten times more handsome than she remembered. She could not believe this was happening.
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