The One That Got Away: A BWWM Billionaire Romance For Adults by Cher Etan & Bwwm Club

The One That Got Away: A BWWM Billionaire Romance For Adults by Cher Etan & Bwwm Club

Author:Cher Etan & Bwwm Club
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Saucy Romance Books
Published: 2015-12-21T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter 6

Monique’s mother, Honey, prayed for her every night; especially since she turned eighteen, up and enlisted without so much as a by your leave. She’d never really gotten over the miscarriage and Honey just hoped and prayed that this wasn’t a roundabout way of committing suicide. She was relieved each time she got a letter; Monique had talent with gadgets and she was posted in maintenance. It was a relief not to have her at the front lines though that didn’t stop her from worrying. Her husband Jean tried to be stoic about it; he talked about how proud he was of his daughter, enlisting to serve. And she knew he was. But he was also worried sick about her, just like Honey was. They prayed every day for her to be injured just enough to have to come home.

Monique was actually on the East Coast; at an army base. She was dealing with the death of one of her regiment mates, Emily Brown. She and her other friend Enzo as well as the late Emily had each other’s backs in Afghanistan. And now they had ended their tour; but only two of them survived.

*****

Enzo was relieved when Monique's armor finally cracked.

Training together had become routine for them in the years since she joined the army. They were back at it after Monique's tour in Afghanistan, and Enzo was eager for more days like this now that he was done with the army for good. Just mindless physical activity, mental stimulation via her university courses and escape from reality in the sheltered environment of military life.

By now Enzo knew Monique's hand-to-hand style inside out; after all, he'd watched it develop. This wasn't it. Her defensive blocks were getting aggressive. Her offensive hits were turning sloppy and frantic. She was breathing hard, with a hitch behind each inhale that said it wasn't just from exertion. And Enzo recognized the look in her eyes—a tearful kind of desperation that seemed to shrink her down in defeat and puff her up in anger all at once.

To be honest, Monique looked a lot like he'd felt so many times since Emily's funeral. There was a rawness to her grief that he hadn't seen yet from behind her mask of practiced calm, and yeah, seeing it now was a relief.

Enzo wanted to be her punching bag and have that give her what she needed, but all the nights he'd spent abusing his gym equipment had only left him frustrated that the effort couldn't take away the sting of losing Emily. Grieving was one thing, but letting grief spiral was another, and Monique… right now, she was spiraling.

So when her next punch came, he dodged to the side and wrapped a hand around her wrist. "Monique, hey, let's hit pause for a minute."

She bristled and pulled back, but kept her stance up, ready. "No, I'm good. I can keep going."

Enzo flashed a cheerful smile to defuse the challenge in her eyes. "Oh I know you're good, Rocky," he assured her.



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