After reading a letter from someone she has never met, Gemma Moreno is offered a once in a lifetime opportunity that could change her life forever. Torn between accepting an offer she knows she will never be able to repay, Gemma needs to decide if...
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Adjusting myself in my seat, I can't help but feel as if he is pulling my leg. There is no way I guessed anything correctly– It is nearly impossible.
He has to be playing a game of his own, but I decide to play along, unsure of his motive. My eyes roll back as I jokingly say, "Oh yeah, definitely."
The side of Zach's mouth begins to rise, and a dimple starts to show under the light stubble on his cheeks. "I'm in the navy, and I go on missions to save the world from terrorists." He raises his hand and points behind me, forcing me to turn around and look towards the bar. "Those guys, well most of them, are my shipmates."
My eyes go wide as my mouth opens in amazement. "Wow, I am good. Maybe that guy is in the CIA."
Zach lets out a deep-chested laugh that causes his head to fall backward. "That's totally possible, but I'm not CIA, that much I can tell you. I'm just an officer on submarines."
Zach shrugs his broad shoulders as if his job holds no importance, but that could not be farther from the truth.
Millions of questions start to swarm through my mind as I stare deep into Zach's gorgeous eyes. "Like a captain?"
Playing mindlessly with the foil of Dom's finished cookie wrapper, Zack shakes his head. "Nah. At least not yet."
A memory of my father pops into my mind, and I can't help the smile that starts to grow across my face. "Well, thank you for your service."
Zach's head snaps up and seems taken back by my statement. "You don't have to thank me. I enjoy what I do."
"Well, my dad was super patriotic." I usually keep information about my father private, but there is just something about Zach that makes me feel he would appreciate how fondly my father thought of our troops. "I was always told to thank our service members. I'm the person that goes up to the old guys wearing veteran hats."
I would be lying if I said each of Zach's contagious smiles didn't cause my heart to flutter, but there is something about the softness in his eyes and the toothless grin he is sporting that makes this one feel different. "Your dad seems like a great guy. Those men have seen more action than I have. I've only been on the boat for about a year.
"Boat? I thought you said you worked on submarines."
"Oh yeah, Sorry." My heart instantly drops when the words fall from his mouth, and my mind begins to race with thoughts of other lies he might have told. Cutting me from my wandering mind, he says, "We call submarines boats and the surface boats ships."
Not sure what came over me and caused me to feel such insecurities, but I instantly feel guilty for jumping to such assumptions. It's an odd feeling to try to calm yourself down over something so absurd.
Trying desperately to move the negative thoughts, I go back over the information Zach has already shared until I realize there is so much more I want to learn. "Only a year? How old are you?
