Warriors' Providence (Cadi Warriors Book 2)By: Stephanie West
Providence worked hard to become one of the first women to join her pararescue squad. It was difficult being one of the guys and yet not, all at the same time, but she was up for the task. Besides, there was nothing more satisfying than helping your fellow man, it was what she was born to do. Never in a million years did Providence expect to find herself abducted from a routine mission off the Florida coast by...ALIENS.
Dagaa and Madhava, once enemies, became fast friends after a centuries long civil war. Both of them were beyond ready to see Cadi enter a new era. But now they face a new battle, convincing all of Cadi to embrace and rescue the Toufik, their former slaves, from a dying planet. It wasn't going to be an easy task. Infighting threatened their hard won peace and put Cadi at risk from a new foe.
With so much at stake Madhava and Dagaa are blindsided when they find a fiery-haired human female on their enemy's ship. Providence's bold and loving nature awakens a side that both warriors had long since forgotten. The only problem, can Dagaa and Madhava share her affection, and can Providence withstand the love of not just one, but two overprotective warriors. Only fate knows a warrior's providence.
Note: This book involves M/F/M scenes.
1 A New Beginning
Providence sat at the bar wondering how in the hell she'd become one of the guys. Not that she minded... much. She enjoyed the close friendships she'd built with her crew. However, occasionally it would have been nice for her squad to pretend she was a girl, like now.
"Come on Angel, it's Flop's last night as a free man." Geronimo Jake tugged her off the barstool she was clinging to like a lifeline.
Providence smiled recalling how their close-knit group came together and how each of them earned their various nicknames. Flop, short for Belly Flop, was thus named since his landings were always rough, and Jake always hollered Geronimo before jumping out of the plane. Then there was Tangle who talked shit about his jumping prowess then tangled his parachute lines on their first jump as a squad.
Providence earned her nickname, fair and square. At first the guys had mocked her after hearing her father call her Angel. Their mocking tone changed when Providence launched herself out of the Lockheed Martin and latched onto Tangle, cutting his primary lines so his secondary chute didn't fail. It had been two years and the guys still gave her shit, but at least they accepted her as one of the crew.
Being a female among this group of mostly men was a mixed bag of tricks. To earn a spot as one of the first female pararescueman, Providence had to train just as hard as the men. But she also had to go the extra mile and constantly prove herself as women often have to do in positions dominated by men.
Providence got lucky and found a good group of guys. They respected her, which meant the world to her, but still she fought against the double standard. It seemed you couldn't have it both ways. You couldn't be a girl and one of the guys at the same time. Her crew seemed to have trouble and vacillated back and forth with how they treated her.
It was times like this that reminded Providence of the weird line she straddled. She appreciated being included in Flop's bachelor party festivities but she could've done without the invite to the strip club.
"Just because Flop is getting hitched doesn't mean I need a front-row seat to the ta ta show." Providence groused as she snagged her drink from the bar before Jake pulled her ringside to join the other guys.
"You know it wouldn't be a proper send off without the whole crew."
"I'm sure this particular entertainment could've been enjoyed without me." Providence rolled her eyes as she plopped down in a seat behind Jose near the catwalk.
"What's a bachelor party without strippers?"
"Angel needs a lap dance." Tangle waved a twenty at a scantily clad woman on six-inch heels that passed.
The woman sauntered up to Tangle who then pointed at Providence with an ornery grin. Before Providence could say 'wait' the glitter covered dancer straddled her lap and had her double D's pressed into Providence's face.
The men whooped and hollered as Providence sat cursing the perverts. This whole adventure might be a turn on if she had a hot stud sitting nearby watching the woman gyrate on her lap. Unfortunately that was not the case.