Free Finding Her Soldier (BBW, Military Erotic Romance) by Haley Nix Page B

guy was a
total douchebag. He actually asked me if I could pay for my half of the bill! I
guess it’s like they say, chivalry is dead. The most ridiculous part was
that afterwards he still invited me over to his place.
    Yeah, right . Not a chance in hell was I doing
that. Aside from being totally rude and not charming whatsoever, he was incredibly
dull in general. Strike one for online dating. Becky encouraged me to keep back
at it though, so I decided to continue giving it a shot.
    The next few weeks saw more of the same. I kept
going on dates, but all of them were bad in slightly different ways. I met some
nice guys who were just too boring, or we didn’t have anything in common, or
they were awkward, or too short, or whatever.
    I began to think that maybe I was being too picky. I
didn’t have to hold out like this. A guy was a guy, right? No, that’s
not true, I told myself. It was worth holding out for the right person; I was
just starting to lose confidence that I’d find him anytime soon.
    But just when I was starting to lose faith in
everything, something new caught my eye. I was at work when a new notification
popped up on my phone: Soldier1985 is looking at your profile . That was
interesting. I clicked on the notification which took me to his full profile.
     
    Age: 29
    Height: 6’2”
    Occupation: Currently serving as a Sgt. in the U.S. Army.
    Interests: Football, college basketball, my dog (Duke), politics
    Favorite Food: Steak.
    Favorite Drink: Beer or Bourbon (depending on my mood)
     
    Those were the basics. Everything seemed in order. I
clicked on his picture which brought me to a page of photographs. There he
stood in the middle of the desert, his arms folded and a Humvee in the
background, sleeves rolled up bearing the muscles of his arms, the hot sun
glinting off his sunglasses and a huge smile plastered across his face.
    Well, well, well ,
I thought. I certainly liked the looks of this. I scrolled to the next picture.
It was basically the same picture, except he was in front of a red Ford F-150
and wearing civilian clothes. His dog, Duke, was in the truck bed.
    Aww , I thought, what
a cute dog . I was a huge animal lover, so this was definitely a perk for
me. There’s something tender about a man who loves animals.
    I looked through the remaining pictures until I came
to the last one, him and a bunch of his buddies at the beach. He was wearing a
straw cowboy hat, shirt off, with a cold Budweiser bottle in his hand.
    I felt myself getting hot. Damn, look at those
abs , I thought. And those pecs, such definition . His arms were big
and muscular, definitely something I could envision myself wrapped in on a dark
and stormy night.
    Why didn’t guys like this send me messages on here?
I mulled this over as I clicked back to the first page of his profile. Then
this caught my eye:
     
              You should message me if:
    You’re a strong woman
who can handle a military man like me. My life is challenging, but challenging
is what I’m all about. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I have one of the
toughest jobs in the world, and I love it. I’m damn proud of that fact. I need
a woman who can be tough, too. I want a woman who isn’t just attractive, but
confident, smart, and kind. My job, by nature, requires me to leave for
extended time periods, so any woman I’m with has to understand that. I’m a very
loyal and faithful person. I expect the same of any woman who seeks to be my
partner.
     
    Wow, I thought. That was actually a thoughtful
response. Most profiles I read had something along the lines of “You should
message me if you want to hang out and grab a drink sometime.” They all seemed
so childish, focused on the short-term and fleeting. But not this man, he was a
real man, after all. He seemed to really know what he wanted out of life.
    But did I dare message him? I thought about it for a
bit. What harm could it do? It wasn’t like walking up to him in a bar and
getting rejected