Lee Marshall was anything but a typical woman, she grew up in a military home with her father, General George Marshall or simply, The General, her mother, sweet Caroline, and her two older brothers, Grant and Jackson. Yup, you guessed it, they are all three named after famous generals. Her father was a strict but fair military man, U.S. Army. Her brothers followed in the family tradition that went back for hundreds of years and enlisted in the Army. They all three attended military school, then West Point. Much to her father's dismay and pride, she signed up too.
The military didn't make things easy for her, it is still very much a man's world, but Lee didn't take anyone's shit. She was tough, focused and damn good at her job. If they let women into the special forces, she would have been perfect, but they didn't so she was one of the best damned weapons specialists out there. She made it her life and loved every minute of it.
When her mother died from breast cancer,Lee, Grant, and Jackson had been deployed and although her brothers had been called back, she was on a mission that they couldn't pull her out of in Fallujah, that mission changed her life forever. She was captured along with her team and held prisoner for two weeks before the SEAL team got them out. She was never the same after that, and due to the injuries she sustained, medically discharged from the Army. She had a long road to recovery ahead of her and knew she was on her own.
Carter Stevens was a hardcore Navy SEAL who lived one day at a time, one mission at a time. He never settled down in one place and he was done with that. He was ready for a good woman and a family of his own. He had no family to speak of, the SEALs were all he had, all he needed until he meets Lee. She storms into his life, all pissed off, and throws him for a loop. Will they click or blow themselves to pieces?
Finding Happiness (Book 1 comes before and ties in to You Series)
31 parts Complete Mature
31 parts
Complete
Mature
The second I saw her my skin heated and heart skipped a beat. I knew I had to know who she was. I knew I just needed to be near her. After my horrible marriage I knew getting involved with anyone was the worst thing I could possibly do.
The problem was the girl of my dreams was standing right in-front of me partially guarded. She knew my family and knew about my past which should scare me away, but it doesn't it only draws me closer to her.
My brother is getting married, I'm the best man, she's the maid of honor. If I screw this up even a little bit everyone is going to have my ass.
The second I saw him my mouth went dry. His sculpted arms in that t-shirt covered in ink, my body was telling me to run the other way, to not get involved with this gorgeous dangerous man with a military past. Those gorgeous blue eyes however pulled me in and saw right through every part of me.
He's my best friends soon to be brother-in-law, and I have legal custody of a child that isn't mine. Nobody wants to be with a single mom these days, what makes him any different?