Page 32 of SEAL Mates

We both said it in unison.

“You go out there and find your greasy mechanic and when you do, remember he’s not the one to be pinning you against the door. You’re the one doing the pinning. You’re sexy. Hot. Single mama and you need some loving.”

She said as she waved her finger at me. I nodded in agreement, and then ran to the phone all excited, as I hung up our call. I ran to the bathroom all charged with this new wave of energy. I got to the door, then I found my purse ready to leave.

I put my hand on the handle. I checked my purse to make sure that I had the card key to come back to the room. Then, I went back to the bathroom, because all this excitement had made me want to pee.

I peed and then didn’t feel as fresh as I did a few minutes ago. I was sweating and there were sweat patches under my red jersey. My black pants felt a little sticky too. So I took off my clothes and then had a shower.

This meant I had to re-do everything from my hair to my make-up. As I started to do so, I glanced at my watch and saw that it was nearly nine. This was nearing my bedtime. The kids and I went to bed at the same time.

This meant I had one of two choices, to change into my pj’s or to change my clothes to head out. There was no way that I was going to change into clothes and then head out. I mean I didn’t even know which one of the three garages he worked out and all I knew was that his name was Blake. The wake-up call started from the moment I hit the shower, that the only place I was going to tonight, was in bed with Netflix.

Shit, Netflix.

Since I’d been here I hadn’t watched a single show. It missed me, I couldn’t let it down. I ignored it for three nights, which was too long. I couldn’t do it for another night, that would just be plain wrong.

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