A SEAL's Seduction (Alpha SEALs Book 4) by Makenna Jameison Page B

too.”
    Jesus, Mike thought.  Those guys were totally whipped.  They’d each just spent the weekend with their respective girlfriends.  Hell, they lived with them.  And the second they were back on dry land, they were ready to rush home to woo their women.
    “Great job today, men,” Patrick said, climbing off of the boat as he addressed the team.  “Everyone executed their maneuvers perfectly, with time to spare.  Even with this storm rolling in and rougher waters, our times were good in each simulation.  Job well done.”
    The other man grunted in affirmation, with Christopher saying, “Thanks, Ice.”
    Matthew walked up beside Mike as the men headed in to change.  “Remember in the old days when we’d all go to Anchors after a day like today?  Now half the team is heading home to their women,” he chuckled.
    “Don’t I know it,” Mike agreed.
    “I’ve got half a mind to call one of those pretty nurses from the bonfire,” Matthew said, grinning.  “You want in?  I could get her to bring a friend along.  We could take them to dinner and then go our separate ways.”
    “Nah, not tonight,” Mike said.  A date with one of those women was literally the last thing he wanted at the moment.
    “I heard that,” Brent called out.  “You still fantasizing about Kenley?”
    “I’m not anything with Kenley,” Mike ground out, clenching his teeth.
    “She was pretty hot; I’d do her,” Brent taunted, a gleam in his eye.
    “Fucking hell, asshole,” Mike spat out over his shoulder.  “She’s off limits.”
    “Don’t care, huh?” Brent smirked.
    Mike muttered under his breath as they walked into base.  That guy needed to learn to watch his mouth.  He’d laid it on every man on the team at one point or another, and sometimes that shit got old.  Some days he and his teammates fought like brothers, but with Brent always running his mouth, he was going to get his ass whipped at some point.
    Patrick caught up with them as they walked inside, heading for the locker room.  “Did everything go okay last night?”
    “With what?” Matthew asked.
    “Everything’s fine,” Mike ground out.  Yeah.  If a woman leaving you standing by yourself on the sidewalk and shouting at you to leave her alone was anyone’s definition of “fine.”
    “Mike drove Kenley home.  Those two are so hot and cold I’m waiting for one of them to spontaneously combust.”
    “Keep waiting,” Mike muttered.
    “You had a date, huh?  She’s a sweet little thing,” Matthew drawled.
    Mike chuffed out a laugh.  “Definitely not a date,” he said.  “She was with Lexi, and I ended up giving her a lift back to her car.  End of story.”
    “Uh-huh,” Matthew grinned.  “And I’ve given up playing the field.”
    Patrick laughed.  “From what I can tell, Mike’s all but smitten with Kenley.  They might as well send out the wedding invitations now.  And that means you could be next,” he added pointedly.
    “Not a chance in hell,” Matthew laughed.
    Yeah, Mike thought, because three men on their SEAL team tied down in relationships wasn’t enough.  He had no intention of becoming the fourth.
    Mike showered and changed in the locker room, pulling his civilian clothes back on.  He couldn’t decide if he needed caffeine or some shut-eye more.  This day was wearing on him.  He slammed his locker shut, ready to call it a night.  Matthew was on his cell phone making plans with one of the nurses, but Mike waved as he headed out the door.
    Fat raindrops had begun to fall from the sky as he jogged across the parking lot on base.  He waved to Patrick, who was already pulling out to head home.  Ducking into his SUV, Mike started the engine.  It was almost seven, which meant he’d been on base for almost twelve hours.  Hell of a way to start the week.  He tossed his gym bag onto the passenger seat and maneuvered out of the lot, heading home.
    Twenty minutes later he was pulling into his driveway.  He’d