Marry Me, Marine

Marry Me, Marine
Rogenna Brewer

Like any good mother, Angela Adams wants a better future for her little boy. And the one way she can provide that is to enlist with the Marines.Unfortunately, there needs to be a husband on the scene for that to happen. Fortunately, her recruiter connects her with "Hatch" Henry Miner–a wounded former Navy SEAL willing to help out a fellow soldier. Problem solved.But marriage, even to a stranger, is complicated. Especially when beneath the gruff exterior, there's a man with a heart of gold. It doesn't take long for Hatch to prove he's a good dad…and has the potential to be an even better husband. Suddenly Angela has a hard time convincing her heart this is a temporary operation!

Operation marriage has to be a go….

Like any good mother, Angela Adams wants a better future for her little boy. And the one way she can provide that is to enlist with the Marines. Unfortunately, there needs to be a husband on the scene for that to happen. Fortunately, her recruiter connects her with “Hatch” Henry-Miner—a wounded former Navy SEAL willing to help out a fellow soldier. Problem solved.

But marriage, even to a stranger, is complicated. Especially when beneath the gruff exterior, there’s a man with a heart of gold. It doesn’t take long for Hatch to prove he’s a good dad…and has the potential to be an even better husband. Suddenly Angela has a hard time convincing her heart this is a temporary operation!

“Don’t shoot!”

Angela added under her breath, “Please, please don’t shoot.” Closing her eyes, she stepped out from behind the relative safety of the car with her hands held high.

This was by far her dumbest decision to date. And the longer she stood in the middle of the road, the longer she proved that.

“You can put your hands down.”

Angela whirled around.

A one-eyed grizzly bear of a man wore mud-colored camouflage and cradled a military-grade rifle with a high-powered scope in his hands As big as he was, he’d somehow snuck up along the passenger side of the car.

Angela drew courage from the fact that he wasn’t pointing his weapon at her. “You should put that away before someone gets hurt. Namely me.”

“Missed you by a mile.” He propped himself against the vehicle and drilled her with his single-eyed stare. “Then again, my aim isn’t what it used to be.”

Dear Reader,

According to Department of Defense statistics from 2008, there are 73,000 single parents serving in the United States military. Those widowed, divorced or who have given birth after enlistment account for some 5.3% of the overall military.

Single applicants with custody of a child under the age of eighteen are ineligible for enlistment. There are single parents who fight their way around these regulations by giving up custody or marrying for convenience in order to join the military.

This story falls into that gray area.

From the moment single mom Angela Adams walked into the recruiting office in Mitzi’s Marine and marine recruiter gunnery sergeant Bruce Calhoun sent her to Wyoming, I knew I had to write her story.

She was young. And pretty. And desperate.

“I might know a guy.” He scribbled directions on the back of his business card. “Lives in Wyoming. Doesn’t have a phone. He’s angry at the world right now. But he might marry you on paper. If just to get back at Uncle Sam.” He handed her the card. “What’s your name?”

“Angela,” she said.

I hope you enjoy Angela and Hatch’s story.

Rogenna Brewer

Marry Me, Marine

Rogenna Brewer

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

When an aptitude test labeled her suited for being a librarian or working in the clergy, Rogenna tried to shake that good girl image by joining the United States Navy. Ever the rebel, she landed in the chaplain’s office, where duties included operating the base library. The irony of that did not escape her. A romantic adventurer at heart, Rogenna served navy, coast guard and marine corps personnel as a chaplain’s yeoman in such exotic locales as Midway Island and the Pentagon. She is an excellent marksman with an unusual handicap that came in handy when writing this story. She shoots right-handed, sighting with her left eye because of poor eyesight in her right eye. A habit she has yet to change even though she’s seeing the world in a whole new light after corrective surgery.

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This one is for my editor, Victoria Curran.

It’s an honor and a privilege working with you.

And to the 73,000 single parents serving in the United States military.

Special thanks to Shanna for letting me use her twins’ candy heart story.

To Omni Eye Specialists, Spivack Vision Center and Madison Street Surgery Center, especially

Dr. Amiel and his surgical staff for taking such good care of me.

And to my eye doctor, Dr. Gosling of Optical Matters. I haven’t taken out any more right side mirrors while backing out of the garage.

Contents

CHAPTER ONE (#uff73baef-ea0a-59a9-adfc-2c53c2363c05)

CHAPTER TWO (#uda2d378b-dff3-5ca9-9257-63d0f7fc3a35)

CHAPTER THREE (#ua4b433a0-4da2-5f95-8d4e-727f4a1b50fa)

CHAPTER FOUR (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER FIVE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER SIX (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER SEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER EIGHT (#litres_trial_promo)

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