Cocky Captain by Kelly Moore

It was the stupidest thing I’d ever done—flying halfway around the world, to a man I thought I might fall in love with.
My raging hormones got in the way before I even boarded the plane.
A hot military man, or should I say god, was standing behind me in line, staring at me with his steely gray eyes that were piercing my libido. More like awakening the sexual goddess in me, aka the virgin.
From the moment he opened his cocky mouth and sat down next to me on the plane, I wanted him…no, I mean I hated him. A girl could get confused by a sexy beast in a uniform.
My head wanted the sensible, sweet man, but my heart evidently wanted the cocky captain.
If my journey taught me anything, it’s that people are not always what they seem.