Hot SEAL, Under Pressure by Cat Johnson & Paradise Authors

Author:Cat Johnson & Paradise Authors [Johnson, Cat & Authors, Paradise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-04-25T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

“What’s your advice? You’re the coach. How do I run for four miles while carrying that? Help me.” The frustration in Shelly’s voice translated clearly.

Stefan glanced up from the pack the crew had given her for the run. “I am helping you.”

“It doesn’t look like it. It looks like you’re pilfering the supplies.”

“Is that what you think I’m doing? Yeah, sure. Because I’m going to have a lot of use for all this ammo with no gun.” He rolled his eyes and began to reach for what he’d unloaded from the pack and laid out on the tent’s floor.

She let out a huff, standing just outside the tent’s opening with her hand planted on one hip. They had her in combat boots and shorts for this challenge. Not exactly regulation, but he wasn’t surprised the producers wanted to show off the females’ legs.

Ratings. A word he hoped to never hear again once he walked away from this show—hopefully with wads of cash in his pocket.

He pulled his eyes away from Shelly’s long, tempting limbs and up to her pouty lips, although not before noticing how the crisp white T-shirt they’d given her with the cargo shorts accentuated her tits nicely.

“I’m repacking this for you. To redistribute the weight. It’ll be easier if the heavier stuff is near the top. Novices make the mistake of putting the heavy stuff at the bottom. Doing that will fuck you up after the first mile.”

“Oh. Okay. Thank you.”

He glanced at her feet. “Sit down and retie those boots.”

“Why?” she asked.

“You want them tight all the way up to the top to provide support for your ankles. It’s rough terrain. You’re going to step wrong out there. You don’t want a twisted ankle.”

She must have accepted his reasoning since she dropped down onto the sand and started to untie one boot.

“You have your new underwear on?” he asked.

Her eyes flew up before she narrowed them to glare at him.

“I’m not being a perv. You need good socks and underwear for a run like this or you’re going to chafe.”

“I have on the new socks and yes, the underwear.”

“Good. Now during the run,” he began as he zipped up one filled compartment and moved on to packing the next. “Don’t start out at a run.”

“I thought running is the point.”

“No. Not finishing last is the point. And if you start out too fast, you’ll exhaust yourself. And a full out run is just going to make the pack keep whacking you in the back with every step.”

He’d asked her to clarify the rules and she’d actually agreed and told him. They didn’t have to win the challenges to make it to the end of this competition. Just not be eliminated. The final challenge was where the money was awarded.

They only had to not come in last in the run today. And with Shelly as the one competing, not coming in last was the best he was willing to hope for.

He hated it but it was true.

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