SEALed_A Standalone Navy SEAL Romance_A Savery Brother Book

by Naomi Niles

  “Jesse has something to say.” He was holding his head down and I could tell that he was nervous. “Go on,” she nudged him.

  “I’m sorry for the way I’ve been acting. I’ve made a complete idiot out of myself. I decided that when I got out of the hospital I’d check into rehab. I called a place up, and I’m gonna check in tomorrow morning.”

  I froze. I didn’t want to say it, but my dad was always shameless about everything he did. “You thought this up all by yourself?”

  My mom looked at him like he’d just made a mess on the carpet. “Jim…”

  “No, it’s fine. Yes, I did, and I knew you were going to try something today, so I took her out back to tell her before we had a scene.”

  “It’s about damn time.” My dad took a drink of his beer.

  Gillian brought me a plate, and we went outside to have a moment together. “Do you feel better?”

  “Yeah, I do. I don’t know what’ll happen, but I’m hopeful.”

  “Good; we can leave whenever you want to.”

  “No, I think we’ll stay a while longer. I haven’t been home in a while, and it’s nice.” I took a bite of my chicken. “I have to warn you, though.”

  “What?”

  “You took two days to tell me about this, so you’re going two days without.”

  “You won’t last twelve hours.”

  I lifted my hand. “I’ve got help.”

  “I’m taking this as a challenge.” She got up to walk into the kitchen and swayed her hips. I smacked her butt, jumped up, and nipped her on the back of the neck.

  “I’m better at this than you.” I felt her tense up.

  “Ooh,” she groaned, “just for that, you’re going to my recital and you can’t say no.”

  “I’d love to.” I sat back down to finish my chicken. We spent the night sitting outside and talking with the rest of the family. Now that my mother didn’t have to worry as much about Jesse, she turned her focus to back to me. She’d been respectfully silent about our relationship for some time now. She knew I wouldn’t allow anything else, but she couldn’t help herself any longer.

  When we were finishing off our beers around the fire pit, she turned to me and asked, “When are you going to give me some grandchildren?” By this time she was a little tipsy.

  “I’m not answering that.” I drank the rest of my beer.

  “Come on. You’re my only hope.”

  “You’ll spoil them every time we visit.”

  “Of course, I will,” she took a drink of her beer. “That’s the best part. It’s payback for all the years that you tortured me.”

  “Remember the time Grandma sent us back to the house armed with squirt guns?” Jesse asked. He’d managed to abstain for the evening.

  “I remember the bag of water balloons.” I laughed. “You were throwing them out the second floor window every time somebody walked up to the house.”

  “Oh, I almost killed her for that.” My mom finished the rest of her beer. “She wasn’t allowed in the house for six months.”

  “You see, that’s why you’re not getting any grandkids.” I noticed Gillian was starting to get tired. “I think we’d better go.”

  “Will I ever see you again?” Mom asked playfully.

  “Maybe; we’ll see.” I stood up and gave her a hug, then wished Jesse good luck. He was scared, I could see it. He wasn’t going to have any easy time. I could already see the strain on his face, but he played it off.

  Gillian fell asleep on the drive back to my house, and I was starting to get pretty tired, so I picked her up and walked her back to my room when we got home. I was just about to lay down when she sat up to look at me. “Thank you,” she said.

  “What are you thanking me for? I made a complete ass out of myself.”

  “You took it a lot better than we thought you would, and you really helped your mom. I thought she was going to break down.”

  I turned off the light, and we lay down together. “I hate seeing her nervous like that.”

  “I do, too. I’m just so glad things turned out the way they did.”

  “I am, too.” I pulled her close and wrapped my arms around her.

  After a moment, she said, “Did you mean what you said?”

  “What?”

  “About having kids?”

  “No, I want a million. I just want them to turn out right. I want to be sure that I’m at my best.”

  “You’ll make an amazing father.” She turned over to face me. Her eyes caught the light, and she was smiling. “I love you, Dwayne.”

  “I love you, too.”

  She laughed. “You’re not going to make me go without, are you?”

  “Only if I don’t have to go to that recital.”

  “No,” she turned away. “You’re going.”

  Chapter Forty

  Gillian

  We had the girls gathered in the hallway near the back door where the smell of sweat and the tense afterglow of a hissy fit crowded in between us. Lexie wiped a bead of sweat off her forehead and looked each one of them in the eye.

  “I’ve had some amazing girls in this school, girls with potential and grace, girls that really worked hard to become the best, but I’ve never had a class quite like you. Some of you have had to struggle. You’ve fallen down. You’ve skinned your knees. You’ve torn your leotards. We’ve seen it all. But after you fall, you get up and you try again, and that’s what counts because the more you try, the better you’ll get.

  “I believe that all of you can become ballerinas, but if you want that to happen, you have to remember that this isn’t about what other people think or whether or not you can do your moves right. You’re still learning. You’re young, and you’re going to make mistakes. What matters is whether or not you see this through, and that you don’t get discouraged.”

  I stepped up to address them. “Tonight is about having fun. Are you ready to get out there and show your parents what you can do?”

  “Yeah!” they sounded off.

  I turned back to Lexie who was pale. “Just play the keyboard,” I whispered. “The girls will be fine.”

  “Okay.” She took a deep breath and turned back to look behind the curtain we’d put up. “They’re watching,” she said as she pulled her head back. I looked down at her hands. They were shaking. “This is the last recital before they graduate. The women are going to tear us apart. Then they’re going to tell all of their friends that I’m a terrible dance teacher.”

  “Lexie…”

  “No, I’m terrified.”

  “Lexie, these girls are good, and you’ve never had a shortage of students. They’re going to be great.”

  “Okay,” she took a deep breath.

  “It’s going to be alright.”

  She turned back to the curtain. “Push me out there. I don’t think I can do it.”

  I gave her a good shove, and she walked out on stage to address the mothers. I couldn’t watch. I knew how those women could be, but Lexie could handle herself. She was just worried. After the initial shock wore off, she’d have fun, and for a moment, she’d forget that the mothers were watching and focus on the girls.

  Soon enough, she started playing, and the girls stepped up. One by one they came out on their toes and showed off the techniques that we’d taught them.

  There were some missteps and most were still learning to move to the beat, but we were halfway through and nobody had broken out into tears. Beth made sure to take her place at the back of the line. “Best for last,” she told me when she walked inside. I gave her a thumbs up before she went and watched as she ran to the side of the stage, gave me a wink and jumped up into the air. She landed perfectly on the balls of her feet and spun around.

  I looked around the audience, certain that the mothers would rush up and tear me apart with their fake nails, but nothing happened. All I saw were wide eyes and open mouths. Everyone was speechless. My eyes misted up, and I caught Dwayne’s eye. The look he gave m
e was one of pure excitement. I couldn’t believe it.

  The girls all came back up on stage for a quick bow, and there was a roar of applause, as the mothers stood up to collect their children. Beth’s mother grabbed her by the hand and walked up to me. She was crying. “Did you teach her that?”

  “No, I thought you did.”

  “I did it!” Beth jumped up and down. “And, you’re paying for private lessons,” she glared at her mother.

  “Absolutely,” she agreed as she ducked down to give her daughter a kiss. “Come on, sweetie.”

  “No!” Beth pulled away and ran back to where Dwayne was sitting. He leaned in while she started talking to him. I wanted to tear him away. The girl had a mouth, but I didn’t want to be rude, so I watched for a second to make sure that she wasn’t saying anything too weird before I turned to her mom.

  “Beth is an amazing person. You should be more than proud. I just want you to know that.”

  “Thank you.”

  “I really mean that. I mean, every little girl dreams about becoming a ballerina, but they don’t do anything about it. At most, they might take a few classes, but they never follow through, not like her. This little girl, not only did she drag you down here to sign up, she’s doing what it takes to succeed. Most adults don’t have the discipline and determination she has, and I’m not sure you’re aware of the magnitude of what she did. Do you know how difficult it is to jump like that?”

  “No.”

  “She’s exercising, isn’t she? She has to be. People have to train their bodies and build up specific muscles just to stand like that. Jumping the way she did is really dangerous and not easy. I’ve never seen anyone as young as her do it.”

  “She found an old DVD in the basement. It’s killing me.”

  “See, don’t you dare discourage her in anything she does.”

  “I wouldn’t dream of it. You two have been amazing. I think she’s going to make it. She’s constantly practicing. She won’t stop; and the music,” she sighed. “I haven’t heard anything but classical for at least three months. I’m dreaming in violin.” We both laughed.

  “You know, I’m honored to have her as my student. Thank you for bringing her here.”

  “You’re welcome.”

  I took a glance behind her and saw a swarm of designer dresses and expensive dye jobs closing in around Lexie. “I’ll be back.” I darted around Beth’s mom.

  “Who taught her that?” Lily Cho had taken her position as queen bee as soon as Mrs. Regis left, and she’d been leading the charge against Lexie.

  “I don’t know who taught her,” Lexie said.

  “Don’t give us that crap,” Cho accused. “We know you two have been favoring Beth this whole time.” The other mothers nodded their heads. “You taught her that in private.”

  “Why didn’t you teach my daughter to jump?” a blonde asked.

  “Cindy has been working so hard. Why would you do that to her?”

  “I paid just as much as Beth’s mother did.”

  “You’re going to show Jenny how to jump, and you’re doing it for free.”

  “I always knew you were incompetent.”

  “You’re a terrible teacher.”

  “We want our money back,” Cho demanded.

  “Ladies.” I pushed through the crowd to get to Lexie, who looked like she was ready to cry. “The reason your daughters don’t know how to jump up on their tiptoes and land on their tiptoes is because they are five and six years old and they haven’t developed their muscles yet.”

  “Are you saying that Beth is better than my daughter?” Cho asked.

  “Yes, Lily has two left feet and she can’t stand right.”

  “Excuse me?” Cho stepped up ready to fight.

  “Beth is the best dancer in class, and you’re all going to have to get over it. One student always shines more than the others.” They were ready to claw me apart. “But the reason she’s the best is because she doesn’t do anything but practice. Ask her mother, she’s been driving the woman crazy.

  “I didn’t teach her how to jump, neither did Lexie. I’ve never even seen anyone her age do that. I can barely do it. She taught herself, and if you don’t believe me, ask her. It doesn’t matter how much you freak out on us, if you want your daughters to be good, you’re going to have to get them to do the work.”

  I grabbed Lexie by the hand before they could attack, and I disappeared with her behind the curtain where Dwayne, Beth and her mother were already waiting.

  “I think it’s time to make our escape,” he said.

  “Ice cream!” Beth jumped up and down.

  “She wants us to invite you guys out for ice cream,” her mother explained.

  “Yes,” Lexie threw her head back. “That sounds amazing.”

  “But how do we clear the building?” I asked, concerned. “They’re probably ready to burn the place down.”

  “I got it.” Dwayne stepped out from behind the curtain, and I peeked out to watch. All he had to do was look at the women and they stopped talking and broke out of their huddle. “Ladies, it’s been wonderful having you here this evening.”

  “You don’t have to lie,” Cho said.

  “Then, I’m not going to. Get out and if you have a problem, don’t come back. If you want your children to learn, and you’re willing to be respectful, then you’re welcome to sign up for private lessons.”

  They bickered amongst themselves, but none of them had to gall to say anything to him, so they left. Lexie cornered me in back before we left. “What are you doing?” she asked. “They’re not coming back.”

  “Some will. I’m sure of it. Did you see the way they were asking you to teach their daughters to jump? They like you. They’re just neurotic.”

  “We’re going to lose business.”

  “Are you really willing to put up with this crap until you retire? You’ve got to draw the line somewhere. You’re going to get business no matter what, but you’re not going to get anywhere unless you demand some respect. I think that you’ll do better if you assert your authority with these women. They’re just like alpha males. They’ll shut up and deal with it and if they can’t, they’re not worth the trouble. You’ve got to remember that.”

  “It’s a risk.”

  “This whole place was a risk.”

  “You’re right,” she conceded.

  “Let’s go.”

  We ended our night laughing and walking around downtown with ice cream cones while Beth told us about how she was going to travel the world and be the best ballerina ever — four bests, she said.

  When Dwayne and I got back in the car, I demanded, “What did she tell you?”

  “I’m not telling.” He started the car.

  “Oh, no. You have to tell me this time. I’ll ground you.”

  “No, you won’t.” He pulled out of the lot and into downtown traffic.

  “Come on.”

  “Oh, alright.” He didn’t say anything after that.

  “Well?”

  “She told me that she was glad that your husband is back, and that I’d better stick around.”

  “What’d you tell her?”

  “That she’s the best ballerina I’ve ever ever seen.”

  I kissed him on the cheek. “You’re so sweet.”

  “I’ve decided something.” He pulled onto the freeway.

  “What’s that?”

  “I’m ending the dry spell. I want a girl.”

  “Nope, you’re grounded.” I swatted his hand away when he reached out to touch my thigh. I was just kidding, and he knew it.

  Epilogue

  “What do you think?” Dwayne turned to show me his crooked bowtie.

  “Here…” I made sure that it was straight.

  He leaned in and kissed me. “You’re so beautiful.”

  I stepped back to give him a full view of my bright red evening gown and turned slowly to show off my figure. He wrapped his arms around me when I turned my b
ack and kissed me behind the ear. “Two years.” He pulled back. “Two fucking years.” He was really fond of saying it, and I loved hearing it.

  “Every single day I’m with you is another gift,” I said.

  “I’m just glad you’re finally getting a chance to meet her, Gillian. Jacobs is an amazing woman.”

  “Was she always your CO?”

  “No, only for the last three years, but she left an impression on all of us.”

  “I’ve always wondered how a woman got to her position. Do the SEALs even allow women?” I grabbed my stilettos out from under the bed.

  “They said if they could pass the test, they could join. The joke was that they were certain that a woman couldn’t pass.”

  “When was this? 1970?”

  “The early 2000s.”

  “What?”

  “That’s what’s so amazing about it. The test that SEALs go through is so strenuous that they were convinced it’d be too difficult for a woman to do it. They said that women’s bodies had limits, and that the test pushed the body well beyond what they were capable of. She told them to go fuck themselves and took it anyway. Nobody could believe that she actually passed. It was such a disgrace that they almost refused her entry into the program.”

  “Oh my God.”

  “They had a hell of a time keeping it quiet, but she wasn’t gloating. She did it for the honor.”

  “I can’t believe that.”

  “She’s a badass bitch. I can’t believe she’s retiring. It’s a shame.”

  “She really liked you, didn’t she?” I put my shoes on and pulled my purse off the hook on the wall.

  “She couldn’t really show it officially, but there were little things.” We started walking out, and got into the car.

  “I’m excited.”

  “I am, too. I haven’t seen her since I left, and I know she’s been dying to meet you. I told her everything about you. I hope you don’t mind.”

  “No, she sounds like an amazing woman.”

  “She is.” Dwayne pulled out of the driveway, through the city streets and onto the freeway.