SEAL's Technique Box Set (A Navy SEAL Romance)

by Claire Adams

  "And the pasta," Emily added before the two of them turned and walked off, chattering about something.

  "Are we thinking red wine?" I asked before getting a small shopping cart.

  "I think so. Maybe we'll just get both. You know how Cindy gets about pairing up drinks with food." She rolled her eyes playfully and walked beside me. "So, are you open to finding a cute boy to snuggle up with?"

  "I don't know yet. Are there a lot of single cute boys that you've seen?" I glanced over at her. Everyone knew my story and that I'd been a loner for a few months on purpose.

  "Oh, yeah. We've met quite a few people since getting here. I'm saving myself for that chocolate man that Cindy mentioned," she snorted. "I seriously almost wrecked the damn boat over him."

  "Was he that hot?" I lifted my eyebrow and turned down the liquor aisle.

  "Let's just say that I had to check to make sure my panties hadn't melted off." She shrugged and lifted her hand to grab a bottle too high for me to reach. I wasn't short by most standards, but up next to Dedra's six foot two frame, I felt like a small fry.

  "Wow. Maybe I need to meet this guy." I knelt and picked out a bottle of white wine that looked good. "Dearington Farms. Have you heard of this brand?"

  A masculine voice behind us startled me. "It's local. The farm is just down the road, though I have no clue how they grow grapes. It's hot as hell here." I turned to find a lanky guy with dark brown hair and a warm smile. "I'm Clint. My folks own the big house as you first pull into town. We're having a huge party tomorrow night to welcome all the vacationers. The property off the back of the house is huge. You guys are invited."

  He handed me a slip of paper and smiled before walking off, not really waiting for a response.

  "Cool," I turned back to Dedra and shrugged. "Looks like we're off to a good start. We've been invited to the in-crowd."

  She rolled her eyes and took the paper from me. "Everyone is invited, but it's still a party."

  Chapter Four

  Brody

  "Are we going dancing tonight?" I licked at my fingers as we sat out on the patio, wrapping up lunch. There was nothing better than a sausage fold-over slathered in mustard.

  "I'm down with whatever, but remember tomorrow is that party up at Clint's place." Derek stretched out on a lawn chair beside the table. "There should be a huge crowd, so maybe you'll find one or two untapped women."

  I chuckled and lifted my eyebrow at him. "I'm not looking for a virgin. You know that. I like my women capable and aware of what they want."

  "I just meant untapped by you." He winked at me before letting his head drop back.

  "I've been here three weeks. That means I might have slept with…”

  "Twenty to 30 girls." Daniel gave me a look as he adjusted his glasses.

  "Twenty to 30?" Clay laughed and stood up. "He's slowing down, then. I was thinking 20 days times two to three girls a day..."

  "Fuck you guys." I picked up my beer and drained it. "You could be cool like me. Just stop being so selective."

  "Are you kidding me?" Clay started to pick up plates. "I've not seen you with a woman who wouldn't be perfect for Playboy. None of the girls you're picking up are you just settling. You're an ass for insinuating it."

  "I'm gonna be labeled an ass for something, might as well be this." I finished my beer and burped as I got up. "I'm taking the boat out. Anyone wanna go?"

  "I'm going to sleep. I got a date tonight with that pretty number you scared with your itsy-bitsy dick earlier." Derek laughed and pulled his cowboy hat over his face.

  "Keep it up, big boy." I walked to the house, leaving my trash on the table. Clay cleaned like a little old lady. He'd get it for me.

  "I'll go if you promise not to repay me for earlier." Daniel followed me into the house, carrying his plate and a few beer bottles.

  "Why did you mention it again?" Clay asked. "He wouldn't have remembered if you'd have kept your trap shut."

  "You think that, and then we get out there and he dumps my ass on Deker's Island with no way back." Daniel opened the fridge and pulled out a six pack, lifting it up to me with a smile. "I come with a peace offering."

  "Yeah, that'll do." I took the beers and looked back at Clay, who was wiping down cabinets. "You coming, bitch?"

  "Nope. Go have fun. I'm with Derek. I'm taking a nap." He yawned loudly and moved past us. "We're on our own for dinner. There's nothing left here to cook."

  "We'll get groceries tomorrow." I walked back to the front, pausing to slip on my sandals. "I promise not to maroon you on the island, Dan. Come on, buddy. I'll teach you a few things about how to make a girl come."

  "Oh, Lord." Clay's comment caused my lip to lift in a smirk. Daniel was our resident virgin, and where I knew he was good with my teasing, I tried not to do it too much. He was good guy—the best.

  "Sounds riveting." Daniel adjusted his glasses and walked out of the house in front of me.

  Derek was snoring softly as we walked by, and I had to force myself not to stop and pour a beer on his chest or something dickish. We were all teenage boys in our heads, and yet the time for growing up was coming far too fast.

  "I wanna drive the boat." Daniel pulled the keys from his pocket and dangled them in front of me as we walked across the street. We paused for a long line of people riding bikes, and I glanced over at him, shrugging.

  "Yeah, sure. I don't care. Let's go out to the island for a little while. It's a beautiful day. I want to get some sun." I pulled my t-shirt over my head and jogged down the dock toward the boat. I needed to find the gym on the property and soon. My six pack was getting less and less visible, and the unfortunate fact was that women almost expected one on a guy like me.

  "And, we're not going out there so you can leave me, right?" He got into the boat behind me and moved to the driver's seat.

  "Dude, I just play an ass on TV." I dropped down on the bench near the back of the boat and stretched out. "You know I'm just teasing you about girls and shit."

  "I know. I'll find one this summer and hopefully take her to bed. I just want it to be the right one, you know?" He looked back at me as I pulled my sunglasses onto my face.

  "I guess. It's all good, though. We're all different. You respect women, and I've had enough of them not respect me to be over the idea of a fairytale ending." I shrugged and crossed my arms over my chest as he pulled out onto the lake.

  "A fairytale ending? Have you really ever considered something like that?" He snorted and hit the gas.

  The wind felt good in my hair, and the steady rocking of the boat left me surrounded with a sense of peace that I honestly couldn't find anywhere else in the world.

  "I used to think I would find a good girl who would take care of me." I moved closer, yelling above the roar of the wind and waves. "I guess I just gave up."

  "And now, you only sleep with them once and that's it? No second chances, no additional glances?"

  "That's right." I let my head drop back as I watched the clouds race across the sky.

  "And, if you found a girl that made you want to have a second date?" He kicked at my shin softly.

  "I don't know," I said as I sat up and turned to watch the island grow larger and larger. "I've not met her yet, and I'm hoping I don't until I'm settled into my career and bored with life."

  "Bored with life?" Daniel slowed the boat a little as we approached the other boats tied up around the island.

  "Yeah." I grabbed the anchor and stood up. "You know...you get a job and start contributing to society. Start dating a little here and there, and after a while, you find yourself in a pattern. A rut. Bored as fuck."

  "That's depressing." He moved over to grab the other anchor. "It doesn't have to work like that, you know?"

  "Very true." I dropped the anchor and moved back, kicking off my sandals and adjusting my bathing suit. "We could all be doctors like you. That sounds riveting."

  "I'm excited about it. Maybe that's why I'm not in a hurry to find a woman." He
slathered a thick layer of sunscreen on his arms and legs as I watched him.

  "You'll be married to your career. It's what will turn you on, make you come alive. Not me, though; I'm going to do my job and take my ass home. I want life to be centered on a family, on a woman. The right woman." I stretched, being more open than I had in forever. My friends were excited about their next steps after graduation, but I wasn't in the slightest.

  No matter how much I balked at romance, I wanted it with a desperation that left me in another girl's bed every night. The part that no one seemed to understand was that they used me as much as I used them.

  "You not taking your shirt off?" I chuckled and glanced back at him. "You're not a ginger, dude."

  "I burn easily, and I want to be ready for tomorrow night. I have a strange feeling that my turn is coming." He shrugged and jumped off the side of the boat, landing in the water with a splash.

  "You think Cinderella's coming to the ball?" I stepped up on the edge of the boat and jumped, tucking my legs and doing a cannon ball.

  He splashed me as I came up from the cool water. "Ass. I swear you're a bully with a heart."

  I laughed. "That's exactly what I am. Don't forget my overly huge dick, too. That's an asset we need to stay cognizant of."

  "I'm not responding to that," he said as he disappeared under the water, leaving me to laugh at how fun it was to fuck with him.

  We walked onto the man-made beach front a few minutes later and spread out on a small strip of sand amongst a huge group of people.

  Daniel dropped down beside me and rubbed at his eyes. "I don't have my contacts in, so stay close."

  "You can't see anything?" I glanced over at him as I laid back, enjoying the warm sand beneath me.

  "Nope." He laid back beside me and yawned. "We stayed up too late last night."

  "You're a pussy." I moved my hands to cradle my head. "And, you suck at dominoes."

  "Do you have anything nice to say?" He turned his head toward me as he squinted.

  "You have nice cheekbones?" I laughed as he shook his head.

  "Fuck you, Brody." He turned to look back toward the sky. "I have to admit that I'm a little jealous about how easily women flock to you."

  "It's confidence. Just pretend like you have it and they'll flock to you, too. Girls are weird like that." I shrugged and turned to my left, smiling at the dark-skinned girl who was on her stomach, her eyes all for me. "Isn't that true?" I asked her.

  "Sure is." She smiled and turned to look the other way.

  "So, what if you're not at all confident? I mean, if we're talking about school or intelligence, I got it down, but anything else? Especially if we're talking about confidence in the bedroom. I'm completely at a loss there." Daniel let out a long sigh. "It's fucking terrifying."

  "Yeah, but after you do it once or a hundred times, it gets easier." I turned my attention to him. I couldn't remember having anything but confidence in the bedroom, but then again, I'd started sleeping around right before high school started. It had been far too many years to think back to the beginning of it all.

  "I guess," he sighed again. "I need to just go for it. I'm going to work on it tomorrow night."

  "On your confidence or getting laid?” I sat up and rolled my shoulders before glancing behind me to see if there was a close bathroom.

  "Both?" He covered the top of his eyes as he looked over at me. "What's up?"

  "Looking for a restroom."

  The girl beside me turned over and smiled. "It's at the back of the island. Just walk toward the palm trees.

  "Thanks, pretty girl." I winked at her and got up. "Be right back."

  "I'll be here. Contemplating the purpose of all of this shit." Daniel's voice was filled with concern. I felt for the guy, but I wasn't sure what to say to him. I was simple and straightforward, and he was an intellectual, a brilliant guy who overthought everything. My advice? Find a girl and fuck her until you both have trouble walking. To say that I wouldn't be a big help to him was the understatement of the century.

  I found the restroom a few minutes later and jogged toward it. The line of girls standing outside of the women's half was astounding, and I felt bad for the ones bouncing on their feet. It had to suck to high heaven to be a woman.

  After washing my hands and checking myself in the mirror, I walked back out and caught the eye of a dark-haired beauty standing beside the line, but not in it.

  "Hi," she spoke softly, lifting her hand and rolling each finger down in a sensual greeting.

  "Hi." I walked toward her and stopped in front of her. "Brody."

  "Dina." She extended her hand.

  "A pretty girl like you got a boyfriend around here?" I took her hand and glanced around before pulling it to my lips and kissing her fingers softly. She was breathtaking, the kind of woman you'd wish would let you take pictures for the lonely nights to come once she was done with you.

  "Nope. Men are too needy to keep one for more than a night," she said, smiling before she pulled her hand from me.

  "I agree. I try hard to be gentle when letting them down, though." I shrugged. "Such sensitive creatures."

  She laughed, and I enjoyed the sound of it. "Are you going to the party tomorrow that Clint's throwing?"

  "I am." I let my eyes run across her, enjoying how very tiny her bathing suit was. "How about you come home with me? I make a mean margarita. You look like you could use a drink or two."

  She glanced around as if thinking things through.

  I jumped back in, hoping to seal the deal. "No pressure for anything more than a walk-through town and a drink."

  "Yeah. Okay." She nodded toward the other side of the beach. "Let me grab my shorts and tell my friends where I'm going."

  "I'm over there near the red boat." I pointed before reaching out and touching her hand. "Hurry. I don't like to be kept waiting."

  She bit her lip and turned, surprising me a little as she jogged across the beach. I returned to Daniel and offered him a hand. "Let's go, buddy. I have a date for the afternoon."

  "What?" He glanced around. "Where?"

  "She's coming from the other side of the beach." I walked out toward the water, waiting as she jogged up with a smile on her pretty mouth. "This is Dina. Daniel."

  I introduced them and forced myself to keep the laugh trapped behind my teeth that wanted to leak out. The look on Daniel's face as he looked at the beautiful vixen was hilarious.

  We got on the boat, and I settled down beside her, putting my arm over her shoulders as she and Daniel conversed the whole way back to the dock.

  I got out of the boat and offered her my hand, pulling her up and looking over my shoulder at my friend.

  "I'll be back in a bit. Thanks for driving." I winked at him as he scoffed at me and mumbled something under his breath.

  "So, where are you from?" She walked close to me as I tugged on my t-shirt. For a woman who knew she was headed to a one-night stand, she was starting with a question that most experienced people wouldn't ask.

  Keep it shallow – that was the rule.

  "Up the road." I wrapped an arm around her shoulders again and turned in front of the house, walking toward town. "Let's grab an ice cream cone and head back to my place."

  "Sounds good to me." Her fingers teased my hip as she slipped them under my shirt and snuggled against my side.

  "You sound good to me." I licked at my lips subtly as she glanced up. No reason to put up pretenses. The ice cream was a way of saying thank you for her letting me use her for the afternoon. It wasn't much, but she seemed pleased with it.

  "I am good, but if you're thinking you’re getting in my bathing suit bottoms without me knowing anything about you, you're wrong." She gave me a sexy smile. I wasn't sure if she was teasing me or testing me. Either way, I wasn't missing out on hearing her moan.

  I glanced up to see a beautiful new BMW sitting in the driveway of the house just in front of us.

  "I'm Brody. Twenty-five and own my own inve
stment firm." I pulled her toward the car and pressed her to it with my body flush against hers. "I like expensive cars, large houses, and women who moan loudly."

  She laughed and pushed at my chest before glancing back at the car. "Is this yours?"

  "Yep." I leaned in and nipped at her lips. "You wanna be?"

  "Yours?” she whispered and wrapped her arms around my neck.

  It would seem that I was wrong. She wasn't at all the player I thought she was. Too bad I was.

  Chapter Five

  Cora

  "A party?" Cindy snagged shotgun on the way back to the house, which was almost comical. She rarely sat up front, but seemed to be in a rather playful mood. "We've been here two weeks without an invite and you guys show up and get one your first day? No fair."

  "Stop bitching and be grateful. You wanted us to bring the party with us, right? Well, we did." Emily chuckled in the backseat.

  "Cora, there's the basketball court. Let's go check it out later tonight after dinner. Yeah?" Dedra reached up and pointed, tapping the window beside me.

  "Absolutely." I stopped for a guy jogging in a pair of tiny shorts. "Wow."

  "Nothing to ogle over. If a guy can wear shorts like that, then he's not got much to hide, you know?" Dedra dropped back in her seat.

  Cindy smirked and turned to look into the backseat. "Not like your chocolate man, right?"

  "Homeboy was packing something in his swimsuit. I could see it from the boat. That, ladies, is why I almost wrecked the boat."

  I snorted and laughed, pressing my hand over my mouth. "I swear you guys are worse than boys most of the time."

  "You love it," Cindy smiled over at me. "You want me to show you how I make this homemade lasagna we're having tonight? I know it's your favorite, and there will come a day when we don't get to do this anymore."

  "Do what?" I glanced at her quickly before turning my attention back to the road. I'd never been more nervous driving a two-mile stretch of road. There were more people than trees, plants, and animals combined.

  "Get together as a friend group," Cindy shrugged, but I could sense a change in her mood.