Page 18 of My Grumpy SEAL


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“Let me guess. You have someone just perfect for me.”

He smiles at me. “What about that wedding planner you have the hots for?”

“An office is a professional environment.” He groans, but I carry on. “It’s no place for relationships.”

“Someone’s got to get that stick out of your ass,” he sighs. “I concede, but let it be known that I tried my best.” I roll my eyes at his theatrics. I look at the tailor who is still fussing around me. When does this end?

“I take it that you and Cecilia settled?”

“She can’t stay mad at me,” he says with a smug look. “We were all over each other in…”

“I don’t need all the information,” I cut him off with a grimace. Another pin pricks me and I growl at the tailor.

“All done, sir,” the tailor steps back.

“Good, now get me out of this contraption.”

After I change, I return to meet just Harry. The tailor is packing Harry’s suit and some shirts we ordered. I will have to come back for my suit.

“So, you are doing it, man. Getting hitched,” I say as I collapse into the chair beside Harry.

He smiles. “I am, and it could not be to a more perfect woman.”

“Spare me the sap. Nervous? Just say the word and I’ll hide you where Cecilia will never find you,” I joke, nudging him in the arm.

“You could hide me in another universe and that woman will still find a way to get to me,” he laughs. “Her determination is scary, yet it is the most endearing thing about her. My tigress.”

“That sounds scary, dude,” but I smile at him.

“Get yourself a woman like Cecilia.”

“Yeah, no thanks.”

“I know this willsoundcliché, but I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life. I can’t wait to wed her. The thought of losing her sounds unbearable. I can’t explain it. My feelings for her are intense.”

“Okay, dial back on the crazy. You are in love, we get it.” Only Harry would make being in love sound borderline obsessive.

The tailor returns with our order and we leave. Harry suggests we stop for snacks at a coffee shop and I readily agree.

“You know, you should get back out there. Stephanie happened two years ago,” he says and I grunt. “Come on, man. You can’t tell me you stopped feeling since her. Is there no one on your mind?”

A small brunetteflashes through my mind and I grunt again. “I’m too old for that. Besides, I have my hands full with the business.”

“Same excuse you gave last year. You might as well become a monk at this rate.”

“Doesn’t sound so bad,” I say absentmindedly and regret it immediately when I see Harry smile.

“Why? Are you having problems getting it up?”

I stab my cake. “Really?”

He throws his hands up in defeat. “I’m allowed to think anything at this point. How can a fine ass man like you stay single?!” he practically yells and half the café turns to look at us.

I lean towards him. “Back off.”

He frowns. “Fine! Do as you please. See if I care.” He practically stomps out of the café.

“You should go after him,” a little girl says from her seat.

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