Page 19 of SEAL's Providence
“No, I’m definitely not that. But since it’s been at least ten years since I’ve had a guy in my va-jay-jay, I’m sure it’s dusty in there.”
Tempest snorted she laughed so hard. Then she twisted in her seat so she could see Providence. “Oh, I bet Tony would be happy to blow the dust off that.”
“Oh my God, you did not.” Providence covered her mouth and then burst out laughing.
“She sure as fuck did. Go, Sis.” Grace high-fived her sister.
“Did you invite him to meet us later?” Harmony asked quietly.
“No. Do you think I should? I don’t know why I didn’t think about it before. I guess I’ve been too busy avoiding his texts.” Providence hated her indecision. They’d agreed to be friends. They could add benefits to that, right? Or not. Either way, it wouldn’t be the end of the world to spend more time with him. She enjoyed his company.
“Nothing is more important than sex,” Grace said. “I was the queen of one-night stands. A total love ‘em and leave ‘em type of girl. But Lucky changed all that.”
“C’mon, Grace. You know there are tons of things more important. But it is up there.” Harmony turned bright red.
“What do you two think? Should I text Tony and see if he wants to join us?”
“I would, but remember, he doesn’t hang out with the guys very much. He might turn you down,” Tempest said.
“Maybe, but he’s been texting me all week, trying to get me to go out to dinner with him.”
“He has? Ooh. Wait. Why didn’t you go?” Grace asked.
“Um. I was worried I’d spill the beans about Operation Saving the Flowers.” And getting too close to him, but she didn’t need to share that with her friends.
“Nope, not buying it. You wouldn’t have, so what’s the real reason?” Tempest asked.
“Fine. Neither of us dates, like ever. We work on the same base. What if we get involved and then break it off? It won’t be his career on the line, but it could be mine. I worked too damn hard to get where I am. I don’t want to risk it.”
“I can’t see Tony ever hurting you,” Harmony said.
“Maybe not, but I could hurt him. I’m bad at this. I’ve spent most of the last eighteen years fending off horny seamen. That I’m good at. Spending time with someone, small talk, all of that, nope.”
“You didn’t look like you were having any trouble at the party.” Harmony said.
“You’re right. There’s something about him…”
“Well fuck, girl. In for a penny, in for a pound. You need to go for it,” Harmony said, her cheeks getting rosy again when everyone turned to look at her. “What?”
“You said fuck.”
“So?” Harmony smirked.
“You never curse. We’re rubbing off on you, girl.” Grace laughed.
“Providence, text Tony. See what happens. If it gets too weird, we’ll all be there, right?”
Providence nodded. Stress was her middle name today. The worry for Mary and the others was making acid singe the butterfly wings fluttering in her belly. Pulling her phone out of her purse, she sighed and started typing.
Providence: Hi, Tony.
Tony: Hey. I didn’t expect to hear from you. Aren’t you hanging out with the girls?
Providence: Yes, we’ve had a great time so far. Everyone is meeting up at the Ready Room for dinner around six. I was wondering if you’d like to come too?
“Okay, y’all happy now? I asked him.”
“What did he say?” Tempest asked.
