Today was a hard one; the officers in Coronado Beach were ruthless and put the shits to us daily. There was no down time, not when you wanted to succeed as a SEAL. We were on top of our game at all times. The workout and training pushed us to our limits and then pushed our asses some more.
I fucking ached after today, and my lungs still burned after our run.
“When you gonna come see me?” I heard him ask, and I pushed his leg out of the way so I could lie down.
He had been trying to get Haven to break since the day we left the beach in Gulf Shores. Each time she shot him down and after the call ended, he gave me shit about her wanting to get with me and using him as a way in. I wasn’t gonna argue that fact, because I had a strong feeling it was exactly what she was hoping for.
“Maybe you can come visit and bring a friend.” I lifted my arm that had been resting over my eyes and gave him a “what the fuck” look. “Yeah, then you and Zack can hook up while I entertain your girl.”
I lunged for him and he sat up quickly moving back out of my reach.
“Set something up,” he added.
By this time I was crawling from the bed and moving in his direction. “Okay I’ll call ya later.”
He hit end before I could get to him and held his hands up in surrender.
“What the hell, man?” I asked as I shoved his chest.
He fell back chuckling as he shielded himself with his arms.
“I’m trying to help you out,” he replied. “You’ve been fucking moping around since we left Alabama and you need to lighten up. Hell dude, you used to be fun, before that girl scared the fuck out of you.”
“She didn’t scare me,” I assured him as I flopped back down on the bed. “The idea of going to jail because some teenage girl convinced me she was legal was what scared me.”
“Well Haven is completely legal; you know this because you saw her license. She is into you and has been since that trip.” He lifted himself from the floor and sat down on his own bed. “She talks about your scrawny ass the entire time we’re on the phone, every time we’re on the phone.”
My scrawny ass. I found that funny considering I had a good twenty pounds of muscle on Rigdon. I had always been thick and built. My father was in the Navy, and my older brother, too. I was built for this. My father trained me even before I was out of high school, right alongside my brother. The Navy had been my lifelong dream, and I was living it. It was all I knew.
“Don’t need no girl screwing shit up for me,” I told him as I lay back against the mattress once more.
“Never said anything about marrying the girl; I’m just talking about some really hot sex.” I looked over in time to catch him wagging his eyebrows. “Seriously Zack, hit that for me, because I have no shot with Haven. She wants you. Plus,” he paused as a wide smile stretched out over his face, “she’s willing to fly all this way to see you, and then go back home. That is the best kind of woman.”
The asshole was cold, and he knew it. All he thought about was getting laid. I guess he had his reasons and protecting his heart was a top priority after the loss of Melissa.
“Haven is too close to the situation with Lindsay. I just want to leave that whole fucking nightmare behind.” Lindsay wasn’t a nightmare; it was the fact that even though I knew she was only seventeen, I couldn’t get her out of my head. The sweet sounds she made while I fucked her. The way her body hugged me just right and the way she bit her lower lip just before she came. That shit was floating around in my mind at the worst possible times.
Having Haven around would only add to the familiarity.
“She’s already moved on to her next conquest.” I turned toward the sound of Rigdon’s words.
“What?” I asked.
“Haven said she’s with some guy. Apparently she hooked up with him within a week after she returned home.” A sympathetic look crossed Rigdon’s face. “That girl is trouble Zack. She lied, and from the sound of it, she gets around.”
I lay there staring up at the ceiling, focusing on a small smudge just above my bed.
The idea of Lindsay hopping into bed with another guy so soon made the memories I had of our night together sour instantly.
“Set something up with Haven,” I told him. “But make it after Hell Week. We’ll both need some down time after that.”
Did I want to get wrapped up with Haven? No, not really. But something in me liked the idea of fucking the one girl I knew Lindsay despised.
And I had to get that sweet sound of Lindsay pleasure out of my head. So why not replace it with a new sound?
Haven.
Chapter 6