Perfect Soldier: The Complete Story (5-Part BBW Military Romance Novel) by Haley Nix Read Free Book Online Page A

breakfast, just some simple fried eggs,
toast, and coffee. A little bacon on the side.
    Colt came out about fifteen minutes later, buttoning
up his shirt as he walked into the kitchen. I placed a steaming hot plate down
in front of him, before grabbing my own and sitting down across from him.
    “You have any salsa?” he asked.
    “Salsa?” I asked, as if confused by the word.
    “Yes, Salsa. For the eggs.”
    “You eat salsa with eggs?” I asked skeptically.
    “Yup. Guess that’s the Texas boy in me,” replied
Colt with a wink.
    “I think I have some, let me check,” I said, getting
up to go rummage through the fridge.
    I found a nearly untouched jar in the side door next
to some hot sauce. I figured Colt might like that, too, so I brought that over
as well.
    “Ahh,” said Colt, eyeing the bottle of hot sauce in
my left hand. “A woman after my own heart.”
    I sat down again and we started eating, not saying
much of anything to each other. But it was pleasant, not awkward or
uncomfortable. Colt was easy to be around. Yet deep in the back of my mind I
still had that nagging feeling of uneasiness, the uncertainty of not knowing
where I stood with him.
    I stopped eating, dropping my fork and putting down
my cup of coffee as I looked up at him. Colt could tell something was up, and I
saw him searching my eyes expectantly, wondering what I was about to say next
to breach the silence that had just built up around us.
    “Colt, I---”
    The truth was I had no idea how to phrase what I was
thinking without sounding stupidly needy and clingy. I didn’t want to push him
away, but I also couldn’t stand going on without knowing what the future might
hold, without some semblance of certainty. I took a deep breath and tried to
calm my nerves slightly, trying to keep my inquiry more casual.
    “What happens after Vegas?” I asked, point blank.
    “What do you mean?” asked Colt, short with his words
as usual.
    “I mean, what are your plans? Where are you going?”
    “I don’t know. I hadn’t thought much about it. I
figured I’d head back to Austin, but…”
    “But what?”
    “Things change.”
    “How do they change?”
    “New events, new circumstances. Different things to
consider that weren’t relevant before.”
    “Like what?”
    “Like this,” he said, gesturing toward the room
around us.
    “My kitchen? My living room?”
    “Don’t be coy,” he said. “I think you know how I
feel about last night.”
    “No, I truly don’t.”
    “I think you do. I think you just want to hear me
say it,” he said with a wink.
    “Well, so what? Maybe I do,” I said, a little
embarrassed at how transparent my motives appeared to him.
    “So you want me to be the one to take the risk? You
want me to be the one to say you want to keep this going, to see where it
leads?”
    “Yes,” I said, staring him directly in the eyes.
    “I want to keep this going, see where it leads.”
    “Good, me too.”
    “I thought so.”
    “But how does that work?” I asked.
    “We can discuss it after Vegas. I’ll be coming back
here of course. We’ll talk about it then.”
    “Alright, that’s fair.”

 
     
     
    Chapter
Two
     
    Colton
     
    Waking up next to Cat, morning sex, a quiet
breakfast. These were things I could get used to. Cat was wondering what the
future held, but it was hard to say at this point. I knew that sooner or later,
I’d be heading back overseas, but I didn’t want to think about that right now.
I was back in the States, it was a time for resting and relaxing. Eventually,
I’d figure things out.
    She was right to ask me what would happen after
Vegas, right to be concerned that it could be our parting of ways. But if she
wanted it, I’d pack up and move to Oklahoma. There wasn’t much waiting for me
in Austin. Sure, there was an apartment I kept for when I wasn’t on tour, but
it was an empty apartment with unfriendly furniture and an aura of
unfamiliarity.
    No one was waiting for me in Austin. No