Tyler
Tahoe. Badass. SEAL. Player. Powerful. Jerk. Available.
All words used to describe me for the past ten years. Wrapped up in the war, running and gunning constantly, has taken its toll on me. My next assignment is supposed to be a break, something to aid in taking the edge off; help open a new base in the miniscule, coastal, Florida town of Bronze Bay. A non-deployable position, I can work-out, decompress, and handle the mundane tasks of structuring a new SEAL command. Or, in other words, enjoy my free time with the tanned, toned, country women of the south.Mission accepted.
Falling for a southern belle wasn’t supposed to happen. In fact, it’s more stressing than any challenge in my sordid past. Especially when she uttered the words, “I am a virgin.”
Someone cover me, I’m going in.Caroline
My first memory is in an airplane over the waters of the Gulf of Mexico. My daddy sitting beside me and my heart full of joy. When I was sixteen, I made my first solo flight over those exact same waters. My daddy owns and operates the little airport in Bronze Bay, so my eyes have been skyward for as long as I can remember. Things like men and college, never appealed to me. My days are spent waitressing in my Mama’s diner, counting down the hours until I can head to the airport.Then the SEALs came and changed everything. Big, brutal, jerks, forcing themselves into our little slice of paradise. Demanding use of our airport. One man in particular, aiming to take more than I’m ready to give. He is beautiful. Magnetic. Strong. Convincing. For the first time in my life, I’m flying in a different, exhilarating way. Keeping it isn’t going to be easy when merely looking at the man makes me think of four words.
Foxtrot. Uniform. Charlie. Kilo.
Bless my heart, I’m in trouble.
Tyler wrote his girl an AWESOME note!
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Caroline,
When you rolled over this morning, that smile that drives me wild on your face, I wanted to tell you.
I wanted to tell you again, when I kissed your cheek before I left for work, anytime you crossed my mind during meetings and training throughout my day, too.
As I drove home from work, that saltwater breeze blowing through my truck cab, all I could think about was confessing.
Now, I’m watching you busy yourself with this and that, our baby on one hip, a wooden spoon in your hand, a cell phone cradled on your shoulder, and I’m not sure it’s a good idea to say anything at all.
Perhaps my words won’t hold the same weight because everyone on this planet says them at one time or another—especially today.
You smile at me from across the room.
My heart skips a beat or two.
The baby laughs and pulls a strand of your hair.
It skips another.
You kiss his head.
Another.
You mouth the words to me over your shoulder, blue eyes punctuating the sentiment.
I understand, right now, how to tell you. What confession will be heavy, unrelenting, timeless.
The definition. Our definition. We defined everything else in our world, so why not this?
Love defined simply is you. Forever.
You’re my kiss the sky, blue hue, dream come true.
Tahoe
Rachel grew up in a small, quiet town full of loud talkers. Her words were always only loud on paper. She has been writing stories and creating characters for as long as she can remember. After living on the west coast for many years she recently moved to Virginia Beach, VA.
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