But Zeus wasn’t pounding away at the Atlantic looking for speed or glory. Relief from frustration was his goal and, damn it, jumping into this god-awful warm bath water at midnight was not working! He was supposed to be enjoying the stand-by time and his birthday tomorrow here with his buddies in his SEAL team. Instead, he chewed himself out about women. Correction. One woman. He cut through the crests of black ocean and spurred himself on. Faster. He was on the home stretch. How far had he swum? Five miles? Six? Hell, he’d done that to qualify for SEAL training. This little expedition was not nearly tough enough to change his focus. Remembering a woman he should forget. Keeping in mind the hostage he and his SEAL team had rescued seven months ago. Kim. Silently, he cursed and forced himself to concentrate on his breaststroke. What a laugh. The Keep In Mind games they learned in BUD/s training and played now to maintain their edge or prep for a mission was eating up his brain cells.
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