Hot SEAL, Taking The Plunge (SEALS IN PARADISE) by Teresa Reasor & Paradise Authors

Author:Teresa Reasor & Paradise Authors [Reasor, Teresa & Authors , Paradise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, romance, SEALs, Military
ISBN: 9781940047348
Publisher: Teresa Reasor
Published: 2020-08-31T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14

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Eric gripped the steering wheel of the tricked-out dune buggy—affectionately referred to as a DPV or Desert Patrol Vehicle—and rolled over the top of one of the brush-dotted dunes. The vehicle landed with a jolt and sped forward.

The heat was easier to bear if he kept the vehicle moving. Otherwise the sun beat down on them like a sunlamp. But even speeding across the desert, it was still hotter than hell.

He swung wide avoiding a huge bolder in their path and took the slope behind it in a rush.

“Yeehaw!” Evan Lancaster yelled, living up to his nickname of Cowboy. “Damn, Viking you can handle this thing.”

“Short of my Indian, this is the best thing I’ve ever driven. I’d take this baby home with me. Beats the hell out of a Humvee.”

“Hold on back there, Ringer!” Eric yelled behind him.

Cowboy grabbed the frame as Eric took another dune like it was a motorcycle cross-country race instead of military vehicle training. In the jump seat behind them, Nolen Bell, aka Ringer, manned the fifty-caliber machine gun, though they weren’t going to fire on the guys chasing them. “Too late to tell me to hold on now, Viking. I think I left my lunch all over that last dune.”

Cowboy grinned.

Nick Nelson, Pretty Boy, sat in the passenger seat of the second DPV while the FNG, aka Fucking New Guy named Seaman Ryan Barlow, pursued them, with Jacob Fowler, aka Rooster, manning that fifty-caliber gun.

It was the second week of training and they’d broken off into teams of three to do the desert driving maneuvers—something Eric couldn’t understand since they just got back from a deployment involving a sandy, hot place where they’d driven these vehicles regularly. “How close are they back there?”

“Forty yards or so.”

He drove down into a dry creek bed while rocks flipped up, hitting the undercarriage and pinging like machine-gun fire. They shot out of the bed and curved around an outcropping. “Are they still back there?”

“You’ve managed to leave them behind.”

Eric put the vehicle in reverse and backed it out of sight beneath the outcropping. “We’ll wait for them to pass us and fall in behind them.”

“You’re an ace with any kind of vehicle, Viking. Why the hell don’t you own a car?” Cowboy asked.

“I haven’t ever needed one. But recently I’ve been thinking about buying a truck or something.”

“What kind?”

“Beats the fuck outa me.”

Ringer laughed. “How can you be thinking about buying a truck or something and not even have any idea of what make and model you want?”

The second Desert Patrol Vehicle shot by, preventing him from answering. Eric stomped on the gas and fell in behind it, revved the engine, and crept up on its bumper.

Two of the three men inside the vehicle twisted around to look behind them. When the DPV pulled to a stop, Eric rolled up alongside them. “Are we done here yet, Pretty Boy?” he asked.

“Smart-ass,” Nick shook his head. “I think you need to ride with Barlow and give him the benefit of your expertise, Viking.

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