SEAL'd Perfection The Complete Collection: A Navy SEAL Romance by Winters KB

Author:Winters, KB [Winters, KB]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Navy seal romance, military romance series, possessive alpha male, Alpha SEAL Romance, new adult romance with sex, Alpha Navy SEAL, Tattoos and bad boys
Publisher: BookBoyfriends Publishing LLC
Published: 2016-01-08T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight — Kat

After dealing with Patrice’s cat-that-ate-the-canary grin for the rest of my shift, I was bursting to get out of the diner and race home. I went out the side door, to avoid crossing paths with Jace on the sidewalk out front. Our quickie in the storage room had me reeling and I wasn’t ready to see him again. Not just yet. I got behind the wheel of my mid-range sedan and rested my head on the steering wheel, taking a full breath, holding it to the point where my lungs were burning before releasing it slowly, like a balloon deflating through a small hole.

“What are you doing Kat?” I whispered to myself.

Jace’s confession of his past had thrown me way off track in regards to my feelings for him. His voice had been so raw and real, the ache audible with each fragment of the story. My heart had torn a little more with each sentence that he said, until it finally shattered. I had no experience with the military or really any knowledge of the war Jace had been involved with. It wasn’t that I didn’t care—I’d just been so consumed with my own drama for the past several years, I didn’t spend much time reading or listening to stories of war and conflict. My life was tumultuous and out of control, I didn’t need more layers of anxiety added on top of everything else. Maybe that was selfish…maybe it was survival. I didn’t really know, but after listening to Jace share his truth, I was compelled to find out more about what had happened, what he’d seen and experienced that had driven him to the breaking point.

Jace’s past was heart wrenching and it was disgusting to think about Mitch spinning it for his own personal gain. Picturing him sitting in his lawyer’s office, all smug and secure, thinking he’d won made me even sicker to my stomach. I turned the key in the ignition and pulled out of the small lot, turning left instead of right. I wasn’t going home.

I was going to see Mitch and put an end to the nonsense.

My hands were shaking by the time I found a parking spot in the lot below his office building. I stared up, out the windshield, at the windows for the office I knew was his. Or, at least had been the last time I’d visited. The memory of that day gripped my stomach, and the force of the wave of nausea that rolled over me, was almost enough to make me pull back onto the street and go home.

Almost.

I took a deep breath, willing the panic away, and gave myself a couple of minutes to get myself together, before I got out of the car and went up the elevator to the top floor. I pushed through the frosted glass doors, sneering at the logo bearing Mitch’s name, and strode right up to the reception desk. “I’m here to see Mitch,” I stated, surprising myself with my firm, don’t fuck with me, tone.

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