Professional Disaster

Chapter 31

The sun blazed down onto the field with the August heat. Both Bella's relaxed side by side on Izzy's gingham picnic blanket, a vodka lemonade in both of their hands. With music playing over the speaker and tanning oil on their skin, it was fair to say that the two were enjoying the sun. Though the sun wasn't the only reason they were out in the grass.

Elijah Black was holding his yearly training session where the company's many soldiers were split into groups, and the man spent many days ordering them around crash-courses. With Scott not attending at Elijah's side, he called in a favour from Mason who had not only taken part of plenty of the courses over the years, but had also helped teach plenty too. Isabella jumped at the chance to travel over to the island, and it didn't take much convincing for Arabella to agree to sit out and watch.

Today was group 7. Men and women of the team aged between twenty-five and twenty-seven.There had to be at least a hundred people out in the summer heat doing their stretches while the two girls sipped from their pink glasses. "Do you think it would be fun?" Arabella asked as she sipped through a straw.

Isabella laughed. "I'm sure the first few would be, but after max three I'd keel over and die."

Ari presumed the age grouping was to cut down on how many people partook in each session for if there were this many within the three year group, she couldn't begin to fathom just how many soldiers her father employed. She adjusted her bikini top and laid down on her back, taking in as much of the sun as she could.

Jenkin, Ethan and Jackson were out on the field. This was the first session Jackson would ever partake in, while for Ethan and Jenkin it was the first of this degree, and both men would be lying if they said they weren't sweating from more than just the sun. Jackson on the other hand was very cocksure of himself.

Isabella refused to lay down as she gawked over the many shirtless men. There was more skin on show in this field than a brothel. Even Mason who wouldn't be caught dead outside of the gym in a sport bra was currently wearing one, and Elijah wore nothing but trainers and shorts. She waved over at a man she knew to be named Matthew who was watching her as he stretched his legs.

"Isabella! Absolutely not." Mason didn't miss a thing, shutting down her flirty antics before they could begin.

"You're so boring, Mama!"

Jackson jogged over with a hand outstretched for one of the girl's drinks, "Correction, you're just bored." He took Arabella's drink with a hearty sip before coughing into his hand. "It's 1pm. How much vodka is in this."

She sat up with a grin. "Wouldn't you like to know."

"Santiago, come on!" Elijah called. His 'in charge' voice and his 'uncle' voice were two complete opposite things and it made the girls giggle. It wasn't the Elijah they were used to, while the boys were more than acquainted with his bossy antics by now.

"Yes, Teach." Jackson saluted.

The girls watched on as Elijah started his class. "I want you all to do a lap around this pitch to warm up, the last ten to arrive back to me will go again." With a motion of his arm, they all set off. "And stay away from the girls!" He added. Elijah had already bitched at Mason for bringing her daughter along, knowing just ho much of a distraction the two girls could be.

Arabella raised a hand. "Does that apply for the women too?"

Elijah swung his head around to face the girl, his sassy hands on his sassy hips. "Don't make me call your father."

"Ooo." Ari and Isabella mocked in unison, both breaking off into laughter at his frustrated shake of the head.

Jackson and Ethan were at the front of the group, with Jenkin only third from first. "Hurry up." He taunted with a cheeky smile.