“Then let me take you home right now, sweetheart,” Grayson said with a smile.
The men howled with laughter, Troy nudging Grayson. “Attaboy!”
“Tell me you have some single friends,” Ethan “Everglades” Flannigan said, watching in amusement. “You can’t let my boy Grayson here have all the fun tonight. You’re gorgeous, don’t get me wrong, but I’m sure you must have some friends working here. Don’t deprive us of meeting them.”
She laughed like he’d said the funniest thing in the entire world. “Some of the waitresses here might be interested. Are you guys in the Navy?”
“Guilty as charged,” Logan said, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms. “But don’t worry, we’re not shipping out this weekend. We could stick around here for the night if you and the other ladies will be off soon.”
She glanced up at the clock on the wall. “We’re not off until ten. Think you fellas can wait around?”
“I could work with that,” Grayson said with a grin.
“Hell yeah, me too,” Logan agreed. “Tell the other women to come over and say hi.”
“Why don’t you bring us another round of beers?” Ethan said, finishing off the one he was holding. He set the empty bottle on her tray, taking in an eyeful of her cleavage as she leaned over. “We’re good with hanging out here for a while.”
“Sure thing. Let me send some of my friends over, and I’ll be back soon with more drinks,” she said, winking at them again before turning and walking away.
Blake watched her sashay off, loving the way her jeans clung to her ass. Even if she wasn’t really his type, he had to admit she had a rocking body. Great boobs. Great ass.
Hell.
The woman he’d been with last night had been smoking hot, too, but she couldn’t have found her way out of a paper bag.
“Damn, she is fine,” Troy said as he watched Shawna walk off. “I kind of like the redhead over there though,” he said, nodding at another table across the bar. “I might have to go over and introduce myself.”
“How about you Blake?” Grayson asked. “See anything you like?”
“Too many. They’re all the same though—the waitresses flirt with us for the tips. The single women see a group of teams guys and just want to bed one for the night.” He shrugged. “It’s too damn easy. I’m starting to think I need more of a challenge.”
“I’m good with a woman who’s easy,” Ethan said as the others roared with laughter.
Blake raised his eyebrows as Ethan shrugged. “Hey, I didn’t say I was looking to marry the girl,” Ethan said. “I wouldn’t take someone like that home to my parents, but I’m cool with taking her home for the night.”
“Hell yeah,” Grayson agreed, bumping fists with him.
Troy stood up, catching the attention of the redhead he’d been eyeing. “Excuse me, gentleman. I found the woman I’ll be taking home with me.”
Blake exchanged a glance with Jackson. Although the other guys were big flirts and enjoyed chasing after anything in a skirt, Jackson was more of the strong, silent type. He’d probably be the first in their group to settle down—if he found a woman he was into. And while Blake certainly enjoyed spending the night with a woman, hearing her moan his name, he just wasn’t into the easy marks anymore.
“What happened to that woman you were seeing a few weeks ago?” Blake asked. “That cute little blonde?” He took a swig of his beer, watching his friend.
Jackson shook his head. “I took her out a few more times, but she broke it off.”
“Her loss, man.”
Jackson shrugged. “She couldn’t deal with my crazy schedule. Hell, most women can’t. It’s exciting until it isn’t, which is exactly why we’re all still single.”
Blake chuckled, grabbing a handful of peanuts. “For some of us it’s by choice. I haven’t met a woman I’m willing to settle down with, and besides, running ops is rough on a relationship. Plenty of women seem willing to have a Navy SEAL for a boyfriend, but, nah. None of them were worth it to me.”
“I wouldn’t exactly call my seeing the same woman for three weeks a relationship,” Jackson said.
“In this crowd it is,” Blake laughed.
“I heard that,” Logan said, looking over at the two of them. “Is that what happens when you reach your thirties? No more one-night-stands?”
“Fuck no,” Ethan said. “Blake just took a woman home last night.”
“Hoorah!” Grayson said, catching the end of the conversation. “Our boy needs to have a little fun.”
Blake shook his head, smirking. Damn. Maybe he was getting too old for this scene. Not that that stopped him from going out with his teammates. A night of drinking that ended with a woman in his bed wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. He worked hard and fought harder. He deserved a little fun sometimes. It didn’t mean he’d keep it up forever though, either.
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