Reminding The SEAL (Navy SEAL Military Romance) (15 page)

“Oh God,” he blurted out into the darkness.

He was lying on his back after he’d turned out the lights. Sleep evaded him. As a matter of fact, he felt more energized than he had in a while. His manhood was also straining against his shorts in a bid to be set free and the room suddenly felt quite stuffy. He pulled off his t-shirt and shorts, opened the windows then lay naked on the covers. The slight summer breeze that came did nothing to cool his heated body.

Flashes of Lee-Ann came haunting him and he found himself getting harder and harder, until he was forced to stroke himself. It wasn’t something he did often, and never about a girl he knew. He’d never met someone to make him so freaking hard before, so why Lee-Ann? Angrily, he jerked his hand back and forth over his thick shaft, which bulged in his palm.

“Ahh,” he breathed into the darkness as he pictured her body in that red bikini. Somehow, his anger at her for going on a date with Cory fueled his frustration. The thought of the two of them stung him in a way he’d never been stung. The fapping sound of him massaging his member echoed through quietness. His hand moved vigorously up and down his cock, until he felt a tingle in his scrotum. Then, he was spurting thick cream all over himself.

“Argh!” Joshua angrily jumped from the bed in order not to leave any traces of his cum there. In his bathroom, he did a quick clean up, but noticed his hard-on hadn’t disappeared. If anything, his need to be with Lee-Ann was greater than before.

Chapter Four

A dream like that happened to her once when she was seventeen. She couldn’t see the guy’s face, but he was dancing with her from behind, moving his hips along with hers. That time, she’d woken up feeling a tingling all over her body. Lee-Ann awoke with the same tingling all over, except betwixt her thighs were sticky and warm.

In this dream was Joshua. He’d pulled her in his room like last night, made fun of her hair and clothes as he had done. Then, he kissed her, with a toe curling kiss that left her breathless. Instead of slapping him, she’d twined her arms around his neck and their bodies had met. Her breasts crushed into his chest while he ran his hand along her side. He lifted her and took her to the bed where he removed her sponge bob PJs, leaving her naked. He then proceeded to trail kisses along her cleavage and down her belly. When his lips reached the junction of her thighs, she jumped up, awakening from her sleep and panting like she’d just ran a marathon.

“Oh God!” she grunted. “Now he’s in my dreams.”

She shook her head with much energy, trying to rid herself of the sensations running up and down her body. That wasn’t working so she sprang from the bed and started pacing her room like a caged animal wanting to be set free. Her mind working overtime, trying to come up with a plan. She looked down at her PJs which she’d had for a few years. They were comfortable and familiar and she saw no reason why she couldn’t keep them. Not until Joshua made fun of them.

Rifling through her closet, she found the usual jeans and t-shirts, most of which she has had for a few years. The only grown up clothes she had was the dress she’d worn for her date, and that was given to her by her mother. She also had her prom dress which was outdated and the red bikini that Gracie had given to her for her birthday.

Then, there was the hair. Lee-Ann lifted a lock and looked into the mirror, making the ponytails with her hands. She did look like a little kid with her Sponge Bob PJs and ponytails. It was time for a change, she thought. If Joshua was going to take her seriously, she had to do something. She showered and dressed in jeans and tank top, pulling on a pair of sandals and grabbing her purse.

By the time she left her room, it was close to eight and everyone was up. She found Barbara in the kitchen and Timothy reading the paper in the living room. It was Saturday, so he wasn’t going out to work. Though he was retired, he still did a few consultations and gave lectures at the University.

She entered the kitchen and looked over her mother’s shoulder at what she was cooking. “Mom, I need your credit card.”

The breakfast table was set for four with a pitcher of orange juice in the center. Barbara was doing scrambled eggs and there was bread in the eight slot toaster.  On another flame on the stove, bacon sizzled aromatically, making her stomach growl.

Barbara turned to her daughter and frowned, “Is something wrong, Honey? You’ve never asked for it before.”

Just then, Timothy entered and poured himself some juice from the pitcher and sat, waiting to be fed.

“I just need a few things mom, all my clothes are so….juvenile!”

“By all means, honey. Choose anyone you like…take them all, they’re in my purse.”

“It’s time you got your own credit card, my dear,” Timothy suggested with a smile.

“That’s not necessary, Dad,” she returned a smile. “Mom’s will do.”

It was only a year ago that she started calling him Dad. She’d turned eighteen and matured, realizing that he was more of a father to her than her own father had been. In addition to treating her well, he made her mother happy. The first time she called him ‘Dad’, he teared up and hugged her tightly, telling her that he’d always wanted a daughter and was glad she was in his life.

“You’re a young woman now, no need to be using your mom’s. You are responsible, so we’ll arrange for you to get your own. Don’t worry about the bill, we’ll take care of that until you graduate from college,” he stated.

She was moved by the gesture so she bent and hugged him. “Thanks Dad.”

He patted her arm. “I’ll get your card sorted in the coming week, but have fun shopping today.”

Breakfast was served, but Joshua was missing. Barbara said he was still sleeping, so she didn’t want to wake him. That was fine with Lee-Ann. She didn’t want him all up in her business anyway. He was the reason she was in such a lousy mood, so it was good. After their little incident the night before, she was sure he was hiding and she preferred it that way.

She wanted to compose herself before confronting him…no…she wanted to prove to him that she was not a kid. It was time for a change, and even her car, a Chevy hatchback made her look like she was still sixteen. She’d left the kitchen and was at the front door when she turned back.

“Mom, can I trade my car?”

Barbara and Timothy looked at each other, before her mother answered. “I suppose so. What’s with this sudden change?”

“I’m going off to college in a few weeks. I just thought I needed something that made me look…,” she trailed off.

“Grown up?” her mother finished. She shook her head and looked down at the floor, shuffling her left foot. “Okay, do as you see fit. Nothing too expensive.”

“The cost doesn’t matter,” Timothy chimed in. “Get something that suits you.”

“You’re spoiling her Tim,” her mother crooked her arm through her husband’s and made a face at him.

He smiled down at her, “She deserves it,” he raised his head and looked at Lee-Ann, “Anything you want. Go wild!”

“Oh God, no!” Barbara exclaimed. “Don’t go wild, honey. I know how that brain of your works.”

“I promise, I won’t go wild, Mom. I’ll be back.”

The first stop she made was at the car mart. With Timothy as her step father, she had no trouble trading in her car for another. Gracie caught up with her there to help her choose. Her friend’s bubbly nature helped to put her in a better mood. It was time to let go of her orange Chevy and opt for something more her age.

“Why are you changing your car all of a sudden?” Gracie asked, running her hand over a silver Honda Civic and cocking her head to on side. Her dark curly hair caught up with a bear claw clip.

“Looks kind of immature, don’t you think? You drive a 2014 Nissan Altima, that’s grown up,” motioning towards Gracie’s car which was parked outside in the parking lot.

“Yeah, I told you to trade that car when I got mine traded but you refused,” Gracie knitted her brows. “Why now?”

“I told you, I don’t want to show up at university in that,” she pointed to her car.

“What about this? Timothy did say to go wild, didn’t he?” Gracie’s hazel eyes twinkling at the car she was looking at.

Her friend was moving towards the most beautiful BMW with two doors. It was perfect, petite, and not too flashy. She moved around it, absorbing the beauty of the design. The interior was beautiful with beige suede covered seats and the latest in technology on the dashboard.

The sales person walked up and grinned broadly, “This is perfect for you, as beautiful and sleek as you are.”

“No need to butter me up Dan, I’m taking it,” she rolled her eyes at the man she’d known since moving to Irvine. He supplied all of Timothy’s cars and was the one who sold her the Chevy.

“I’ll get the paper work sorted. Be back in a minute,” Dan sauntered off happily, knowing that he’d made a huge commission.

By the time she was driving out of the lot, she wasn’t sure she’d done the right thing. Why did she allow Joshua to affect her like this? What did it matter what he thought of her, whether or not he thought she was a kid? A few minutes down the road, she then stopped to think. She was of a mind to return the BMW and take back her Chevy. She missed that little car. It was the one thing her mother sacrificed to buy her for her sixteenth birthday, after she sold the house. That car had sentimental value, and now she was trading it in all because of Joshua.

“I’m going to kill you Josh, ARGHH!” she rested her head on the steering wheel and let out a long moan.

Gracie was supposed to meet her at the mall, but Lee-Ann was in no mood to finish what she started. She needed time to adjust to losing her car, because that’s how it felt, that she lost it. Stepping on the gas of her new BMW, which she had to admit, was nice, she headed back home. Gracie wasn’t pleased that she called to cancel their shopping spree.

She was a little nervous heading home, not sure that she did the right thing. Joshua was outside rubbing down his motorcycle when she pulled up. She expected some remark or another, but he ignored her. For a moment, she looked his way, yet he kept his eyes focused on his task. With a little huff, she slammed the car door and marched into the house.

“So now he’s ignoring me,” she mumbled.

“You’re back, but where are your bags?” Barbara was coming down the stairs and looked at her curiously.

“Oh, that…I change my mind about the shopping,” she tried to sound cheerful. “But I did, change the car.”

“Oh wow! That’s great…isn’t it?” her mother sounded unsure.

“Yes, here are the keys,” she handed them to her mother. “Why don’t you test her out?”

“I will,” Barbara took the keys with a grin. “It’s a
Bimmer
?” her eyes widened, but her face showed much excitement.

Lee-Ann shook her head, still holding the smile. As soon as Barbara skipped passed her towards the front door, the smile disappeared. Her mood became darker as she reached her room. Why was Josh ignoring her now? He didn’t even look up when she entered the drive way, nor when she got out of the car. Was he mad at her for some reason?

Chapter Five

They hadn’t spoken in three days. Lee-Ann stayed in her room most for the time. She could hear him enter and leave his room. He swam at one point, early one morning. She’d heard the splash in the pool and had gone to her window to see who it was. She should have known it was Joshua. She watched as he made his laps, the muscles in his shoulders and arms rippling through the water. Unable to tear her eyes away, she observed him climb out of the pool, the water dripping off his torso.

There were eight muscles that made up his belly, not six like the other guys she’s seen. She hadn’t meant to count them, it happened without her thinking it. Then, just above the skimpy speedo he had on, dipped his V-line. Her breath caught, and when she expelled it, she found herself breathing heavier than before. Then something happened. As if he sensed her, he looked up at her window and she could not look away. For a long minute, their eyes locked, then he broke the spell by picking up his towel and turning away.

That event made it more difficult to face him. That moment when their eyes locked, what was he thinking? What was
she
thinking? Was she thinking or reacting to his physique? He looked amazing. She had been mesmerized by what she saw. The image of Joshua getting out of the pool with his body glistening with the water, she could not get out of her mind. That was two days ago, the day after she bought the car.

She was only just contemplating her options when her cell phone rang. She picked it up on the third ring.

“Speak to me,” she always answered that way when she was in a lousy mood.

“Hey, I’ve got the perfect guy for you,” Gracie sounded excited.

“Not in the mood to meet anyone, Gracie,” her sour mood registered in her tone.

“What’s wrong Lee?”

“Nothing.”

Gracie sighed, “Just meet him once and if you don’t like him, then don’t go out with him.”

“I don’t know,” she said quietly, lying on her back on the bed.

“Think about it. I’ve got to go. Jason is waiting,” Gracie hung up and she dropped the phone on the bed beside her.

Jason was Gracie’s boyfriend. They’d been dating for about six months. Sometimes, she felt like a third wheel when she was with them so she asked Gracie not to invite her on their dates. Jason seemed to prefer it that way too. She knew why Gracie was setting her up, so that they could double date.

Meeting a guy was the last thing on her mind lately. Joshua ignoring her since he kissed her bothered her a lot. Was he mad at her or something? She should confront him about it. With her mind made up, Lee-Ann finally left her room and headed downstairs. She was halfway down the stairs when she heard voices in the living room. Curious, she ventured there. There was a blond girl, a few years older sitting on the couch, while her mother was seated across from her in a chair. 

“You finally left your room,” her mother smiled.

“What’s going on?”

“Come, meet Amy, Joshua’s friend,” Barbara said.

The girl stood. She was big busted and curvy. Her oval face broke into a smile, showing small, even teeth. “Hi, you must be Lee-Ann,” the girl offered her hand which Lee-Ann hesitantly took.

“Hi,” she stretched her lips across her teeth, hoping it would look like a smile. “Excuse me.” She treaded back up the stairs.

“What’s with Lee-Ann? She doesn’t look so good these past few days,” Barbara said in a low tone. Joshua’s heart flipped at the sound of her name.

“Why do you say that?” he asked.

He’d gone to the kitchen to get juice for Amy and was returning when Barbara met him at the door. “She looks sad. Even with a new car, she hasn’t even driven it out since she bought it. She just said ‘hi’ and went straight back up to her room.”

“She came down? Just now?” he asked looking expectantly in the living room.

“Yes, she must have needed something, but changed her mind,” Barbara said, thoughtfully.

Joshua felt responsible for Lee-Ann’s mood lately. He didn’t know how to fix what he did. Should he apologize? He didn’t want her thinking that he was a pervert. That’s why he brought Amy. Maybe if Lee-Ann knew he was seeing someone she’d feel comfortable to be around him. He hadn’t meant to scare her the way he did by kissing her.

He decided that, after he took Amy home, he’d have a talk with Lee-Ann, make her understand that what he did was a mistake. Hopefully, she wasn’t planning a comeback to get back at him.

* * * *

A knife must have pierced her chest. That’s how it felt, like something stabbed her. The girl was really pretty, with big round boobs that strained against her pink t-shirt. Her jeans were tight, like a second skin and just between the hem of her top and the waist of her jeans was a little skin showing.

Lee-Ann stood before her mirror, her hand coming up to cup her small breasts. Her hips weren’t as wide as that girl’s. She now knew what Joshua was talking about, that Amy girl was all woman, and she…well, she could never measure up. She’d never compared herself to another woman before now. This was the first time she found herself being jealous of another girl.

Her phone rang, interrupting her inspection of herself, it was Gracie. “What’s up?”

“Just checking up on you. You sounded really down earlier,” she could hear the concern in her friend’s voice.

“I’m fine,” she took a deep breath. “That guy, I’d like to meet him,” it just came out. She hadn’t planned it till now. Might as well get over her sour mood.

“That’s great! I’ll give you his number, get a pen,” Gracie read out the number while she jotted it down.

“Thanks, see you later,” she was feeling better by the time she hung up the phone.

The guy’s name was Pete, and he was a college student in his senior year. He was home for the summer and was a friend of Gracie’s older brother. They spoke on the phone briefly and he sounded nice. The plan was set for them to meet at Sootha’s Café, in the town center. It was the ideal place for a first time meeting, and if they hit it off, they could go somewhere else.

She found a mini denim skirt that showed of her long slender thighs and legs. Paired with that was a white tank and sandals. She let her hair hang freely. She didn’t look like she was going on a date, but rather to the beach. It didn’t matter, they were just going to have coffee and talk.

She found him waiting with his hands buried in his pockets. He was wearing jeans and t-shirt and she was glad she hadn’t gone through the trouble of dressing up. When he saw her, his face lit up and he sauntered over. Gracie had told her he was good looking and she was right. Pete was tall and thin with dark hair and brown eyes.

“Hi,” he greeted and stretched his hand out.

She took his hand, which felt a bit clammy, so she quickly dropped it. “Hi, have you been waiting long?”

“No, not at all,” he replied in a smooth tone. “Gracie never told me how pretty you are.”

She smiled, “Thank you. You’re nice too.”

“I was thinking we could visit that new club down the street. It’s pretty safe there, lots of people,” he was looking at her intently.

Lee-Ann wasn’t sure, but this was Friday night. There were plenty of people around and a club would be buzzing with lots of people as well. It couldn’t hurt and she could always leave if she felt uncomfortable.

“Okay,” she nodded her head.

The drive to the Club Ozone was short. He owned a sports car, of which model she wasn’t sure since she knew little about automotives. During the drive, Pete told her about college, that he was majoring in law, but thinking of changing his major. He wasn’t sure what he would be switching to yet; however, he hoped it was something that would make him a lot of money.

“Being a lawyer will make you lots of money,” she encouraged, remembering that her stepfather was a lawyer. The thought of Timothy automatically made her think of Joshua.

“Yes, but law is a lot harder than I thought. It’s too much studying. I want something I can cram and still pass.”

Lee-Ann fell silent. They’d reached the club and he found parking close to the entrance so there was no point continuing the conversation. It wasn’t her place anyway, to tell him what to do. She just thought it lazy of him to give up because the subject was hard. There must have been a reason why he chose law in the first place. Plus, one doesn’t choose a major because they want to make lots of money. They choose a major because it’s what they want to spend their lives working at.

She quickly put the conversation out of her mind and decided to at least enjoy her date. Joshua was probably somewhere enjoying himself with what’s her name. For a second, his face flashed before her and so did Amy’s. She imagined him kissing the blond and her heart gave a sudden jolt.

Pete found them a table and told her to order them drinks while he used the bathroom. He said he wanted a beer and she could order whatever she liked. She got herself a virgin cosmo and got Pete his cold lager. He was back in less than five minutes.

“Nice scene, don’t you think?”

She hadn’t even noticed anything. The lights were orange and yellow that seem to fade into each other every few minutes. The music was modern techno and a number of dancers were rocking on the dance floor. The place had a nice crowd.

“Yes, it’s nice,” she smiled.

“Wanna dance?” he shouted above the music as it blared even louder than when they arrived.

“No thanks, but you go enjoy yourself.”

Pete left briefly to join the throng of dancers while Lee-Ann watched, feeling quite bored and wondering where her so called stepbrother was and what he was doing. She chided herself for thinking about him when this date was supposed to help her feel better.  She finished her drink and ordered another before Pete retuned.

“I’ll be right back,” she excused herself as she sat. “Ladies room.”

She had to wait several minutes to pee because the women’s washroom was filled with women of all ages. At one time, she thought she saw Amy, the girl she met as Joshua’s friend but it was someone else.

When she returned, Pete had finished his beer and was on another. She gulped the rest of her drink down in one go and ordered a water. The place was humid and she felt stuffy. He asked if she wanted another drink but she declined. After about five minutes, the dancers on the floor looked as if they were wobbling and her eye lids felt heavy.

“Lee-Ann, are you okay?” Pete’s voice was some distance away, and there were two of him.

“I don’t feel so good,” she mumbled. “I wanna go home,” she stood but her knees buckled and Pete had to hold her up.

“Come, I’ll take you home,” she heard him, but he sounded far away.

Pete helped her out to his car. She had to lean against the vehicle while he opened the door. He was about to help her in when she heard Joshua’s voice. It couldn’t be. Maybe she was dreaming, was what she thought.

“Isn’t that your sister?” Amy pointed to a young woman with red hair leaning against a silver car.

“She’s not my sister…,” Josh protested, yet again.

“Whatever,” Amy rolled her eyes. “Isn’t that her?”

Josh looked closely and noticed that it was Lee-Ann. She didn’t look so good and she was getting into a car with a strange dude. They’d heard of the new club and Amy wanted to check it out. He wasn’t all that into Amy, but she was good company and he needed the distraction from always thinking about Reds.

He moved the twenty feet or so towards the car. As Lee-Ann staggered into the seat, the tall, thin guy ran around to the driver side. Amy followed closely behind, but his focus was on Lee-Ann.

“Hey,” he called out to the young man who looked surprised.

“Can I help you?” the guy answered.

“Who are you?” Joshua asked.

“I don’t see that’s any of your business,” the guy replied, getting into the car.

Joshua yanked the passenger door opened and took hold of Lee-Ann, “Reds, get out of the car.”

“Who the hell are you?” the guy asked.

“Jossshhhh, ist dat you?” Lee-Ann mumbled almost incoherently.

“Lee-Ann are you drunk?” Josh demanded.

By this time, the young man came out of the car and came around to face Josh, “What are you doing man?”

“I’m taking Lee-Ann home,” Joshua replied, then turned to Lee-Ann who was now leaning against the car. “How much did you have to drink Lee?”

“I…I…not drink alcol,” she mumbled once more.

“She had some cosmos, man, that’s all,” the guy told him.

“Who the hell are you?”

“I’m Pete, a friend of Gracie’s brother,” Pete replied, a little withdrawn.

“Lee-Ann,” Joshua said, and shook her. “How many cosmos did you have?”

“Her eyes are dilated, Josh,” Amy who had been silent all along, said.

Joshua place a finger under her chin and raised her head up to the light. Amy was right. Her eyes were dilated and glossy.

“No alcol..virgin cosm,” Lee-Ann mumbled and sagged against Joshua. “Josh, you…I…hate you…leave me,” she pushed against him and almost fell but he held her. “Go…way…Jossshhh.”