Last week a few of you noticed that I spiffied up my blog. So, I thought that today would be a great day to explain the reason behind it.
My new book is due for release next month, and this theme sets off the idea behind the book perfectly! I have ALWAYS had a thing for a guy in uniform (hubs was in the Navy when I started dating him), and for the past 15 years I have lived in military communities. In fact it was talking to a friend who's husband was deployed for 6 months and I thought about what she was going through...and INDIVISIBLE was born.
Indivisible is the story of Gideon and Charlie Cooper, a young couple trying to survive when life around them is changing...daily. Over the next few weeks, I will be giving you some bits and pieces - and here is one of those little bits for you.
As soon as the door to their hotel room closed, Gideon’s hands had been all over Charlie—sliding up her thighs and under her skirt, slowly undoing each button of the blouse she was wearing. He stood back and admired her after removing each article of clothing. The look in his eyes was more than desire or want; he was in awe of Charlie.
“God, Charlie. I’ve never seen anything so perfect,” he’d cooed, his thumb stroking the sensitive skin under her ear. Charlie melted into him.
The pair never left the room that day, and Charlie hadn’t cared in the least. As night fell and the lights of Las Vegas began to shine, Gideon rolled over onto his side. Charlie blushed, feeling his gaze settling on her.
“Charlie,” his voice was quiet, reverent.
“Mmm?” She closed her eyes, reveling in the way her name fell from his lips.
“I need to ask you a question.”
“What, Gideon? You can ask anything.” As if it had its own objective, Charlie’s hand moved to run over his huge bicep, coming to rest on the intricate black tattoo of a trident etched there. Charlie loved the tattoo and had found herself tracing the lines of it over the last few hours as they had talked.
“You know I love my job, right? I told you that serving my country is the greatest thing I could ever think of doing with my life.”
Charlie nodded. On the drive, Gideon had told Charlie that after he’d graduated from college with a degree in mechanical engineering, he’d joined the Navy. He felt his skill could serve the country, and he wanted to have a real purpose in his life.
“Yeah, Gideon. It’s one of the things I adore about you.”
“There’s something I didn’t tell you about my job.” He paused, looking at her. Charlie smiled to encourage him to continue. “I’m not just in the Navy; I’m with a special operations unit. I’m a SEAL.”
“Oh. Okay. Well, at least the tattoo of a seal on your perfect tush makes sense now.” The meaning behind his confession and his need to tell her at that moment completely escaped Charlie.
“I’m a Navy SEAL, Charlie. Do you know what that means?”
Charlie realized apparently she didn’t because she obviously was supposed to react differently than she had.
As she shook her head, tears began to well at the corners of her eyes, and she wasn’t sure why. The only thing Charlie could think of was that he was trying to scare her off. She’d been stupid enough to think they had some connection. Suddenly she felt very foolish and very naked.
Charlie pulled the sheet up to cover her exposed body, and Gideon pulled his brow together in question. There was no way she was going to make this easy for him, and there was no way she was going to cry. At least, that was the plan.
With what she hoped was an aloof look, Charlie stared at Gideon, waiting. She could tell he was debating what, and how much, to tell her. To her surprise, he slid his arm around her waist, pulling her into him. It occurred to Charlie that the man didn’t want to look in her eyes as he told her whatever it was he was going to say.
“Charlie, my job is dangerous. I can be called out at any time to leave for extended periods. I go into war zones, and no one knows where I am. I go to places where people get shot at. It’s dangerous…all the time.”
“Ah.” So he was trying to scare her off. “Hey, listen, you don’t owe me anything.” Charlie tried to pull away from him, but he held on tight.
“Damn it, Charlie! I’m not telling you this to get rid of you.” He loosened his grip so he could pull back and look at her.
The tears had started to fall, against her stern demand that they not betray her, and Charlie wanted nothing more than to get out of that room.
Gideon moved a hand up to her chin and tilted her head back, looking into her eyes. He held Charlie there, not with his strength, but with something else she couldn’t put a name to.
“I’m telling you this because even though it’s insane and we just met, I know I want you in my life…”