SEALMates

I was way past forty, a single mom, and I needed to interview three hot stallions. I thought maybe I was pre-menopausal as I started getting hot flushes. Until I realized it wasn’t my hormones making me hot, just them.

I’d gone from two bad relationships to moving back in with my mom. I needed a bestseller, so bad. Desperation entered my mind as my high school friend, Greg, an ex-SEAL, told me I could join one of his support meetings and interview some SEALs. 

Meetings like this took place all over the county, and the next one was in the mountains. I could have waited until there was one local but that felt like a lifetime, so I went for it. 

A drive. 

A long one resulted in not only one SEAL agreeing to do the interview, but all three. 

Blake was the mechanic with his sexy British accent. Whenever he opened his dirty mouth, all I wanted to do was get greasy with him. 

Alec the local sheriff, with his smoking green eyes gave me the urge to take his handcuffs and tie him up. 

Derek the L.A. stunt man risked his life on set and I wondered if he would do the same thing for me.

They shared the same house.

The naughty part of me wondered if they would share me?

I thought I was too old for such fantasies. The only thing I should look forward to was no more cramps and only hot flushes. They told me instead of interviewing and making the book fictional, I could write a memoir. 

I thought no one would want to read a sad story about a single mom. The more time we spent with each other, I realized, we had more in common than I’d originally thought because they are so much younger than me. 

The more time I spent with them, I decided I didn’t have to choose. 

Why choose one, when I could write about all three?