This is Remy and yes, he is my fiancé. Isn’t he so cute?
We’re actually on our way to get married this very weekend. But I wanted to talk to y’all first. So this is my first announcement. That this is me, and yes, my hair is Oompa-loompa green. It was a mistake, but you know it’s growing on me and I’m gonna live with it for a while. Then maybe I’ll try purple. I don’t know. I’m gonna just go with my flow and see what feels right. I’ve never really lived that way before so it’ll probably take some practice.
I stare over at Remy.
And I know my love will help me every step of the way. I had to introduce myself for a few reasons, mainly because it was time for me to be completely honest with myself and with y’all. But also because I’ve accepted a position and y’all are the first to hear the news.
You are looking at the new brand ambassador for Swerve. I know y’all love their clothes as much as I do. I mean I’ve already been modeling a ton of it because I wear their products in my everyday life.
“Look, sugar, you just gained like a hundred thousand new followers. Hundred and fifty. Holy shit!”
Well, I think that’s it for now, but expect to see more of my face around here and I’ll be doing more lives like this when I can. Thanks for all the support and always remember to shine your light as bright as you can. Because only you can flip that switch.
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A Brother’s Best Friend/Fake Relationship Romance
Cassie
Did I ask my brother’s insanely hot Navy SEAL best friend to crash my work vacation and pretend to be my boyfriend? No, no, I did not. It’s not that I’m not grateful Nick is trying to help me save face in front of my ex and his legal secretary who now wears his engagement ring and baby bump. I am incredibly grateful. But also incredibly turned on because Nick is very hands-on when it comes to his fake boyfriend duties. With every kiss and touch the line between fake and real becomes more and more blurry.
Nick
Did I sacrifice my own leave to go on a work vacation with my best friend’s sister? Yes, I did. Cassie and I have been pen pals–for lack of a better term–for the better part of two years and I already know I’m nuts about her. Sight unseen. So knowing she has to go on a work trip with her cheater of an ex, yeah I sign up to play her boyfriend. I’m hoping to convince Cassie that we belong together. I’m all in and ready to claim this gorgeous woman for good… forever.
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chapterten
Nick
Here’s the thing about being a Navy SEAL: you’re trained to expect the worst in any situation.
Statistically speaking, the best-case scenario never fucking happens. The weather conditions suck. The resources you were promised are insufficient. The bad guys are either smarter or better equipped than the intel let on. Sometimes they’re stupid, but just plain lucky. The point is, shit always goes sideways.
It’s just the nature of the work. It’s the nature of the world.
So you plan for every contingency, and even then, you try to be flexible enough so that when none of those work out, you can make decisions on the move and still somehow snag a win, not always, but often enough.
Planning for the worst has kept me alive this long, so I figure it works.
Which is why, as I sit here in Ace’s, a bar in the small town of Saddle Creek, nursing a Shiner Bock, waiting to meet Cassie Guidry for the first time in person, I keep my expectations low.
She’s the kid sister of my best friend and fellow member of my SEAL team, Remy Guidry.
She’s also the woman I’m in love with.
Yeah, you heard me right.
Kid sister of my best friend. (A guy who, for the record, could absolutely kill me with his bare hands.) And I’m meeting her for the first time tonight.
It’s complicated.
Long story short: she started sending me emails and care packages a couple of years ago when she found out I didn’t have any family stateside. At the time, she was dating Tripp Dushane, aka Reginald Douche Canoe, Esquire. That didn’t stop me from slowly falling head over ass for this chick.
Hell, if knowing she has two older brothers who are both SEALs and who could both kill me with their bare hands wasn’t a deterrent, then some pansy-ass lawyer boyfriend wouldn’t keep me from falling for her.
Then, Reginald Douche Canoe cheated on her and broke her heart, and here we are.