My mother forced me on a blind date with a Navy Commander. “Be grateful he even looked your way,” she sneered. At dinner, he grabbed my arm. “You’ll follow my rules, sweetheart,” he smirked. I didn’t argue. I just reached into my bag and set my Admiral’s medal on the table with a sharp clink. “Actually, Commander… I set the rules.” The blood instantly drained from his face.
The first thing Commander Adrian Vale did when I arrived at the restaurant was look at his watch. Not a casual glance—a deliberate, calculated assessment. “Seven minutes late,” he murmured. …
My mother forced me on a blind date with a Navy Commander. “Be grateful he even looked your way,” she sneered. At dinner, he grabbed my arm. “You’ll follow my rules, sweetheart,” he smirked. I didn’t argue. I just reached into my bag and set my Admiral’s medal on the table with a sharp clink. “Actually, Commander… I set the rules.” The blood instantly drained from his face. Read More