might not be the prettiest person in the world, but she wasn’t a thief. Even at her lowest, when she’d turned eighteen and had gotten free of the foster care system, she hadn’t resorted to shoplifting. There were times she would’ve killed to have something to eat other than cheap noodles, but she’d never taken something that wasn’t hers.
Without looking behind her, Alabama pushed her cart down the hall. Fine, if Adelaide didn’t want her office cleaned, she wouldn’t bother. Hopefully the spiders and dust took over the space and made Adelaide miserable.
Alabama entered the office next to Adelaide’s and heard the bitch stomp down the hall and exit the building. Once Adelaide left, Alabama sat down wearily on the chair next to the desk. Damn. She didn’t like confrontations, but she felt good for finally sticking up for herself for once. Adelaide was a bitch, but luckily she didn’t have to work with her. Hopefully she’d remember her papers from here on out and Alabama could avoid another nasty encounter with her.
Chapter Ten
The next couple of weeks were some of the best in Alabama’s life. She’d been spending a lot of time with Christopher and tonight they were going to go out with his SEAL teammates and their girlfriends.
Alabama was beyond nervous. She wasn’t good in crowds, especially out in public, but she wanted to do this for Christopher. He’d been so good to her. He hadn’t pushed her to have sex, even though it was obvious he was ready. They’d had a few serious make out sessions on her couch and she knew it’d been hard for him to stop. Hell, it’d been hard for her to stop.
The last one ended with both of them with their shirts off and he’d actually made her explode with just his lips on her breasts. She’d never experienced that kind of passion before and it had freaked her out. Christopher had immediately noticed, and instead of pressuring her to continue, he soothed her. He pulled her into his chest and just held her. He’d been so good to her. She knew she was in way over her head with him. Alabama was pretty sure she loved Christopher. She wasn’t sure she really knew what love was, but not a minute went by during the day that she didn’t want to talk to him, to see him, to spend time with him.
The first time she’d called him on her new mobile phone, Christopher had been so happy. He didn’t try to hide his excitement and joy that she’d actually called him. When he’d calmed down to find out what she needed, he was speechless for a moment when she’d told him she’d just wanted to say hi.
So tonight they were going to a local bar, called Aces Bar and Grill , that apparently catered to military members, especially SEALs. Alabama had heard a lot about Matthew, also known as Wolf, and his girlfriend, Caroline. But apparently there were four others on the team that were like brothers to Christopher. There was Sam, whose nickname was Mozart, Hunter, whose nickname was Cookie, Kason went by Benny, and finally Faulkner who they called Dude.
There was no way she’d remember everyone’s name, but she’d try to go with the flow. Christopher had promised to help her. When Alabama asked about the team’s nicknames and their history, he’d only chuckled and told her that it was up to each man to explain it, if they so choose.
She shrugged. That was the least of her worries.
Alabama clutched Christopher’s hand, desperately, as they headed toward the entrance of Aces . Before they went inside, Christopher stopped and pulled her to the side of the door and backed her against the wall.
Christopher bought his hand up to her face and cupped her cheek. He did that a lot when he wanted her to look into his eyes while he spoke to her. It should irritate Alabama, but it didn’t. It made her feel warm inside. She loved his hands on her.
“It’s going to be fine, sweet. I’ll be right there with you. You’ll be safe. They’ll like you, I promise.”
At her
Without looking behind her, Alabama pushed her cart down the hall. Fine, if Adelaide didn’t want her office cleaned, she wouldn’t bother. Hopefully the spiders and dust took over the space and made Adelaide miserable.
Alabama entered the office next to Adelaide’s and heard the bitch stomp down the hall and exit the building. Once Adelaide left, Alabama sat down wearily on the chair next to the desk. Damn. She didn’t like confrontations, but she felt good for finally sticking up for herself for once. Adelaide was a bitch, but luckily she didn’t have to work with her. Hopefully she’d remember her papers from here on out and Alabama could avoid another nasty encounter with her.
Chapter Ten
The next couple of weeks were some of the best in Alabama’s life. She’d been spending a lot of time with Christopher and tonight they were going to go out with his SEAL teammates and their girlfriends.
Alabama was beyond nervous. She wasn’t good in crowds, especially out in public, but she wanted to do this for Christopher. He’d been so good to her. He hadn’t pushed her to have sex, even though it was obvious he was ready. They’d had a few serious make out sessions on her couch and she knew it’d been hard for him to stop. Hell, it’d been hard for her to stop.
The last one ended with both of them with their shirts off and he’d actually made her explode with just his lips on her breasts. She’d never experienced that kind of passion before and it had freaked her out. Christopher had immediately noticed, and instead of pressuring her to continue, he soothed her. He pulled her into his chest and just held her. He’d been so good to her. She knew she was in way over her head with him. Alabama was pretty sure she loved Christopher. She wasn’t sure she really knew what love was, but not a minute went by during the day that she didn’t want to talk to him, to see him, to spend time with him.
The first time she’d called him on her new mobile phone, Christopher had been so happy. He didn’t try to hide his excitement and joy that she’d actually called him. When he’d calmed down to find out what she needed, he was speechless for a moment when she’d told him she’d just wanted to say hi.
So tonight they were going to a local bar, called Aces Bar and Grill , that apparently catered to military members, especially SEALs. Alabama had heard a lot about Matthew, also known as Wolf, and his girlfriend, Caroline. But apparently there were four others on the team that were like brothers to Christopher. There was Sam, whose nickname was Mozart, Hunter, whose nickname was Cookie, Kason went by Benny, and finally Faulkner who they called Dude.
There was no way she’d remember everyone’s name, but she’d try to go with the flow. Christopher had promised to help her. When Alabama asked about the team’s nicknames and their history, he’d only chuckled and told her that it was up to each man to explain it, if they so choose.
She shrugged. That was the least of her worries.
Alabama clutched Christopher’s hand, desperately, as they headed toward the entrance of Aces . Before they went inside, Christopher stopped and pulled her to the side of the door and backed her against the wall.
Christopher bought his hand up to her face and cupped her cheek. He did that a lot when he wanted her to look into his eyes while he spoke to her. It should irritate Alabama, but it didn’t. It made her feel warm inside. She loved his hands on her.
“It’s going to be fine, sweet. I’ll be right there with you. You’ll be safe. They’ll like you, I promise.”
At her
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