Dirty SEAL: A Military Bad Boy Next Door Romance by Jessica Ashe

Author:Jessica Ashe [Ashe, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-01-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter One

Elena - Two Months Earlier

“I’ve never seen so much man muscle outside of the gym,” Sadie says, looking around the bar with her eyes open wide and her tongue practically hanging out of her mouth.

No, not practically. Her tongue is literally hanging out of her mouth.

I’m not in the mood tonight. Not for drinking, not for flirting with guys, and certainly not for doing anything else with them. I’m only here because it’s basically obligatory. We’ve just spent two days taking the Illinois bar exam, probably the hardest—and hopefully the last—test I’ve ever taken.

It was two days of being so stressed and on edge that Sadie and I could barely talk to each other.

Add in the three months of intense studying and three years of law school before that, and it’s understandable people want to let their hair down a bit after the exam.

Not me, though. I’d rather stay in the hotel and chill. I only want to let my hair down in preparation for bed and a good night’s sleep.

I agreed to go for one drink because I assumed we’d go somewhere classy and have a cocktail. No such luck. We sat the bar exam on the outskirts of Chicago, and this dingy bar is the only place in walking distance to our hotel.

Over one hundred soon-to-be-lawyers have descended on Hard Times tonight and they all intend to get sloppy drunk. Most of us are staying at a local hotel, so I’m sure plenty of people will be hooking up. Sadie will almost certainly be among them.

“I’m not sure I’d describe these guys as man muscle,” I reply. “They look like typical law students to me.”

We’ve spent the last three years surrounded by men who care more about studying than working out. Can’t say I’m complaining though; I’ve never understood the appeal of meathead guys who think a good day’s work consists of two hours lifting weights at the gym, followed by a smelly protein shake and an evening spent making lewd comments to women.

That’s not my type. I prefer men who study as hard as I do, and treat me with a little respect. Of course, I also prefer it when they don’t cheat on me. That’s where I’ve had problems.

Bastard McFuckFace. I don’t know exactly how many times he cheated on me. I know it was with at least two different women, but I expect there were more.

Long-distance relationships aren’t easy. I spent more nights than I care to remember crying myself to sleep because of how much I missed him. He missed me too, but he dealt with it differently. According to him, he missed me so much, he absolutely had to go out and hook up with other women. It was a ‘biological imperative’ apparently.

I look around Hard Times and see men who are slightly different variations of Bastard McFuckFace. How many of these guys have girlfriends back home who they’ll cheat on tonight? I know the women aren’t completely innocent—I live with one

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