Navy SEAL Romance: MC ROMANCE: Axel (Bad Boy Alpha Male Military Romance) (Military Suspense Protector Romance) by Casey Elliot Page A

scratching at his clothes.
    "Hey," he laughed. "I'll be back, I promise," and he bopped her on the nose before kissing her one last time. "I'll call you soon," and he was gone.
    Samantha felt as though she was in a dream world as she floated back to bed. Collapsing onto the dirty sheets she felt as though her heart was singing. Finally, her luck had seemed to turn. Grabbing her cell phone from under her pillow she pressed the name she knew so well and blushed in anticipation.
    "Jules! You'll never guess what just happened?"
     
     
    The End

A Semester to Remember
     
    *****
     
    “Did you hear? There’s a new transfer student!” Becky Baranski enthusiastically told their group over lunch.
    Felicia sighed heavily, fogging up the mirror of the compact she had looking into. There had been rumors of a new student transfer with important ties going around. Not that housing international students with embarrassing amounts of sway was very uncommon at Spencer University, but each one seemed to bring in a fresh bout of drama.
    “I hear he’s from France ,” Courtney S. whispered scandalously.
    “ Ooh la la ,” Courtney D. said. The whole table erupted in laughter.
    Felicia was much less amused. While any other student at Spencer could kick back and enjoy the short-lived buzz of a new student, she was not so fortunate. Being the go-to girl for the Dean usually meant she had to play babysitter for whatever foreign exchange student wandered into their halls.
    “Aren’t you excited, Fe?” Becky asked with a tilt of her head.
    Felicia sighed again. “Hardly. You guys just know that Dean Warren is going to make me this guy’s personal tour guide or something.”
    Courtney S. sipped her latte and shrugged. “I don’t see what the big deal is. You get to hang out with rich guys with hot accents all the time. Your life must be so hard.”
    The girls giggled. Felicia took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to snap at them so hard that their fake lashes would fall off.
    “Okay, first of all, I’d say only like thirty-five percent of the guys are hot.” She held up a perfectly manicured pink finger on one hand. “Second of all, you’d be amazed at how hanging out with hot guys loses its charm when you have to explain basic American concepts over and over again, third of all, I hate being forced to hang out with some rando just because they come from money. I’m like the world’s most boring prostitute.”
    Her phone buzzed on the table and she picked it up, knowing full well who it would be. As expected, it was a text from her father.
    Jerk Face : Meet me in my office ASAP
    She rolled her eyes and shoved the phone in her purse with more force than necessary. She stood up from the table and smoothed her skirt down. No use meeting whatever schmuck Dean Warren wanted her to kiss up to looking like a wreck.
    “Well, ladies, I’m off to babysit,” she said. She grabbed her purse and slung it over her shoulder. “Wish me luck.”
    “ Bonne chance !” Courtney D. called back.
    Felicia rolled her eyes. One year studying abroad in France and the girl thinks she’s fluent.
    Felicia didn’t bother knocking on the door to the Dean’s office. Most students cowered in fear when it came to the Dean, but not her, and it wasn’t only because he was her father’s golf buddy.
    “Sweetheart, by all means come in,” Dean Warren said sarcastically, as she plopped down in the seat.
    “Do I really have to knock on my own dear godfather’s door when he’s the one asking me for a favor?” She replied back equally as sarcastic.
    He frowned and leaned back in his chair. He folded his fingers over his bulging belly and asked, “What do you mean?”
    She rolled her eyes at his gall. “I mean the foreign exchange student you so clearly called me in here to shadow.”
    The Dean, at least, had the decency to look sheepish. “Ah, so you’ve heard about Mr. Mathis then.”
    “Try keeping a secret in this school,” she