Novels by PeanutBree

I got to working on this past week’s work orders that haven’t been finished, on my behalf. And I got them done before morning muster. Even though I am at home, I think it is easier for me to work from home, because I don’t have my junior sailors coming in and out of my office with complaints or just to talk. I was able to get everything I missed done, and even had organized the work orders into online files, and sent them back over to LT. I am sure, he would tell me to start sending them to YN2, or Chief. But he did pop up on a messenger app and said great work. He never really considered having someone work from home before, but he figured if anyone could do it, I can.I still will mostly work in office; I didn’t mind being in office. Honestly, I am chomping at the bit right now. I am going stir crazy. Plus, I wanted to know who our new female sailor is. I have the feeling it was the small blonde I was in the elevator with. I mean, if it is, I am scre

I thought that after dinner we would just go back to the apartments, but I was wrong. He took me to a pier, and we got ice cream and walked along the water’s edge. It was simple, but the sweetest gesture ever. I was never one for flashy and expensive things, so going to a boardwalk or a carnival or the pier was definitely in my ballpark. One, because it shows you aren’t showing off your money, and two, because it shows you like to have fun, with the simple things in life. Spending time together, versus, making a scene for everyone around you. Yeah, I prefer simple.We must have stayed out past 11, because by the time we got back to the apartments, most of the stores and stuff were closed. Geez, everything here closes early. I am from New York; things don’t close until like 4 am. But either way, we had a great time together. Just spending time and talking. I was feeling a bit better on the confidence scale. I still have to deal with the new sailor in the shop

I made the long, slow trek to the elevators from my spot in the car park and pressed the button to leave the darkness of the garage behind me. The doors opened and I stepped inside. There was this tiny little blonde woman. About the same height as me, but a smaller frame. She had to be naturally skinny, unlike me. I had to work hard for it. She had the perfect body, and the brightest blue eyes I had ever seen. I didn’t make it a point to ogle, but I had a bad feeling about her. At the exact moment, my phone buzzed, and it was Tyler.I answered the phone, “Hey, what’s up?” He went off on a tangent for a minute. He was complaining about the new sailor in our work center. How she was all over him and kept trying to flirt with him. I kind of laughed. It was unsettling but I knew if another woman was involved, I would have competition. He also said he couldn’t wait to see me when he got out of work, which would be soon. I told him about finally gettin

I woke up to a text from Tyler telling me good morning and he will see me when he gets off work today. He also asked if I wanted to go to dinner with him, as long as I was feeling better. I rolled my eyes; I was cranky when I first woke up most mornings. I am so not a morning person. But I replied ok. And told him I felt fine. And that I would see him later.It felt weird that I had the rest of this week off. I think I do like my new command. They are understanding especially since I suffer from chronic migraines, and now we know the source of it. I got out of bed and went and started the shower. I need to wash my hair. From not feeling well, I have been neglecting washing my hair. Makes sense because when I get migraines, all I want to do is sleep or throw up. I stripped out of my pajamas and stepped into the shower.I showered and washed my hair, and then I got out, all wrapped into a towel, I brushed my teeth. I went and got dressed, and since I didn’t have to

At some point I fell asleep on the couch with some random cooking show on, but I woke up to my phone vibrating so much that it fell off my coffee table. The crash of it hitting the floor, jolted me awake. My migraine was gone. Finally. I reached down and grabbed my phone. I had several missed calls from Katie. The most recent call was from Tyler. I decided I should probably talk to Katie first because I haven’t talked to her since the dinner with her and Tyler. I was kind of being a bitch.I sent her a text telling her about my migraine and going to the ER, and that I finally felt normal again. I didn’t apologize for my mood or behavior though. If she wanted to talk about it, I’ll let her bring it up. She replied almost instantly, and said “Thank goodness you are still alive, I was getting worried there.” At that, I laughed. She then proceeded to tell me that she ordered food to have delivered to me, because Tyler ran into her and told her I wasn

“You are either going to medical when they open at 8am, or I am taking you to the emergency room right now. Deal?” Tyler told me sternly. I could tell he really is worried about me. All I could do was nod, before another wave of nausea hit me. Tyler kept up with keeping the wash cloth cool and dabbed it on my forehead or on the back of my neck then entire time. I was grateful for the small action. Out of nowhere, my mind wondered to what would happen if and when I ever got pregnant. I have no clue why that’s where my mind went, but it did, and it scared me.I have no clue how long we were in the bathroom for, and honestly, I didn’t care. I was exhausted. I don’t know when, but Tyler texted LT and told him, he was taking me to the emergency room, I am sure LT knew Tyler lived next door to me, and LT also already knows I still don’t have a vehicle. So, Tyler made me get dressed so he can take me to the hospital. It was useless to go to medica