SEAL My Home: Bad Boys of SEAL Team 3, Book 2 (SEAL Brotherhood Series 9) by Sharon Hamilton Read Free Book Online Page B

day.”
    “Oh, please, Grant. Spare me the syrupy sweet voice. It just turns my stomach. I’m not slightly interested in another go-around with you. Find someone else.”
    “But I don’t want anyone else. I came to you right away.”
    Was he that much of an idiot? Megan knew the part of the sentence he’d left out was, “before I looked up one of my other girlfriends.” How could he not know?
    He started to say something else, and she held her palm in front of his face. “Grant, I don’t care where you go, as long as you get out of my face. There’s nothing here for you, and if you don’t get away from me, I’ll have Security usher you out. Don’t call me. Don’t try to visit me here or at my place. Just stay away.” She delivered the message loud enough so that the bulky guard by the front door was alerted.
    “Sorry. I just thought you should know, in case—”
    His boyish good looks and that little shrug of the shoulders and crooked smile used to get to her. How could she have let that happen?
    You believed his lies and heard what you wanted to hear, Megan. It was the awful, shameful truth. “In case I wanted to debase myself again with you? Is that what you’re saying?”
    The security guard had picked up the vibes and was making his way over with long fluid strides. She had just enough time to make one more comment to Grant before the guard would overhear,
    “I checked that one off my bucket list already and buried it deep. Not something I’ll ever need to try again, I’m proud to say.”
    Grant took a couple of quick glances toward the guard, and then turned on his heel and retreated.
    Megan assured the guard she was fine, and no, she didn’t want an escort later on. Ever since there had been a small fire in the men’s upstairs restroom a month ago, they were on the lookout for oddballs, and the store would pay for security to follow her home if she requested it.
    When she took a break she looked into the bathroom mirror and studied her own eyes carefully. She knew what she had to do, and the decision was made right then and there. Even if it pushed him away further, she didn’t do the waiting thing very well. The sooner she could go on with her life, the better.
    “Are you on your way?” she asked Lindsay by phone.
    “No. Just picking up the dry-cleaning and then I’ll go home to get my things. Are you having a change of heart, Megan?”
    “Sort of. But I have to ask you something first.”
    “Shoot.”
    “Does he know that you’ve invited me?”
    “Brady knows. I mean, he knows I was going to ask you. He might tell Rory.”
    Megan considered her options again, and decided to take a chance. “Don’t tell him I’m coming, okay?”
    “No problem. And hey, if it comes to that, you can bunk with Brady and me. All the rooms have suites. That is, unless there are girls going.”
    “Girls?”
    “Sometimes they bring girls. You know, play dates.”
    Megan flinched. She hadn’t considered this. “Do you…”
    “Stop it. I have no idea, but since most of the guys are married, I’m guessing no.”
    The sun was beginning to set on the resort when Lindsay and Megan arrived. She was introduced to two of the other SEAL wives who came together in a red Jeep.
    “Where’s your gear, doll?” Gina asked Lindsay. Gina’s gruff voice and commanding presence, all five-foot-three of her, had Megan thinking that perhaps she was military as well.
    “Oh, we’re just staying the night, going home tomorrow. We’re not skiing, unless—” Lindsay shrugged her shoulders. “God, Megan, I forgot to ask you if you wanted to stay any longer to maybe ski, or do you snowboard?”
    “No. I ski, but not this time. Maybe another.” Megan could barely stay on her feet, and definitely didn’t want to reveal her lack of coordination. The wives hoisted up their large black nylon bags and took to the wooden plank steps. Megan and Lindsay followed them.
    The lobby was constructed of whole pine timbers with