Page 8 of SEAL's Sunshine
“Holy shit. Seriously? That doesn’t sound like much fun,” Meghan said.
“It was okay. I didn’t think about it. It was just my life.”
“You’re not against drinking, are you? I know Charlie doesn’t but it’s not because of his faith, he just doesn’t like it much. But I didn’t even think you might not want to drink.”
“Oh no, it’s nothing like that. I’m not religious like that. I joined the missionary group to help build schools for the girls. I wanted to give back and it was a good option. Actually, it was how I got my father to agree. Although he didn’t expect me to go overseas. That didn’t go over well.”
“I bet it didn’t. I’d have loved to see the look on their faces when you told them,” Meghan said.
“Yeah, it wasn’t pretty. But I needed to do it for me. I want my own life. But after the abduction, it got worse. My mother practically loses it whenever I’m out of her sight. I told you how she wanted me to stay home and just have him visit.”
“Fuck, that wouldn’t have been much fun with her watching your every move.”
“I’m too old for that. I have to make them understand it’s time for me to live my life.”
“Good for you. They’re going to freak out when they find out you’re going back, aren’t they?” Meghan mused as she refilled their glasses.
Miranda didn’t want to think about it. “I think we’ve talked enough about me. Let’s drink to sexy movie stars, wine, and lots of calories.”
Meghan and Chrissy raised their glasses, and Miranda drained hers in one huge gulp and hiccupped. “Oh, shit. Excuse me.”
“Holy fuck, I’m rubbing off on you. You said shit,” Meghan said and started giggling. “Your parents are going to kill me.”
“I’ve said it before. I’ll say it again. Shit, shit, shit, damn, shit and hell.” That set them all off and soon the movie was forgotten. Chrissy and Meghan told stories of all the trouble they’d gotten into in high school and college.
By the time Meghan brought out the ice cream, Miranda was stuffed on pizza and tipsy from all the wine.
“If I eat that I’ll definitely lose it. I’m so full.”
“Okay, I’ll put yours back in the freezer, but I swear it’s the perfect dessert after all of this.”
“She’s right you know. You think you can’t, but you can.”
“I’ll pass for now. I’d rather have another glass of wine.”
“Woohoo, look at you,” Chrissy said as she passed the last bottle of wine to Miranda.
“Holy crap, we finished the other two already?”
“Yup. I told you,” Meghan said with a giggle. “It’s girl’s night. Oh and what happens here, stays here. We don’t share with the men.”
“Gotcha. No sharing with the men,” Miranda said as she held up three fingers in the scout's honor salute, which made them all laugh again. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d laughed so much, and her ribs were hurting a bit. It was taking them forever to fully heal, but she’d handle the pain for this much fun anytime.
“I don’t have to worry about that. No man for me,” Chrissy said and pushed out her bottom lip in an exaggerated pout.
“Why not? You’re beautiful, smart, funny,” Miranda asked.
“That’s the problem, I’m too smart. It intimidates most of the men I’ve dated,” Chrissy said.
“That’s because you date a bunch of fucktards. You need to go out with Ryan, I know he’s interested,” Meghan responded.
“Ryan? The SEAL medic?” Miranda asked.
“Yes. When he and Chrissy are both here, he can’t take his eyes off of her.”
“He was very gentle with me and I agree, he’s really handsome. Not as gorgeous as Cam but still.”
“I don’t think it’s a good idea.”
