A Military Match. Patricia Davids
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Название: A Military Match
Автор: Patricia Davids
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
Серия: Mills & Boon Love Inspired
isbn: 9781408964507
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“Well, well, well,” Avery said. “What do we have here?”
Jennifer raised her hand, palm out. “Stop. Don’t say anything that will make me regret coming here more than I already do.” She took a deep breath. “Do you still want a riding coach?”
“Maybe.”
“If I give you lessons, I need something in return. I need to learn how to use a sword.”
“Why ask me?”
She hesitated, then said, “My mother’s instructor is unavailable. I called your captain to ask about your unit’s saber instructor.”
“Which is me.”
Her gaze locked with his. “If you’re worried our past relationship will get in the way, I can assure you it won’t. You want to win the Sheridan Cup. I want to keep my mother’s commitment. We can work together to make this happen or we can fail separately. It’s up to you.”
“No strings attached?”
“None.”
Jennifer ignored the nagging little voice that said keeping things businesslike might prove more difficult than expected.
PATRICIA DAVIDS
Patricia Davids continues to work as a part-time nurse in the NICU while writing full-time. She enjoys researching new stories, traveling to new locations and meeting fans along the way. She and her husband of thirty-two years live in Wichita, Kansas, along with the newest addition to the household, a stray cat named Spooky. Pat always enjoys hearing from her readers. You can contact her by mail at P.O. Box 16714, Wichita, Kansas 67216, or visit her on the Web at www.patriciadavids.com.
A Military Match
Patricia Davids
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The horse is made ready for the day of battle, but victory rests with the Lord.
— Proverbs 21:31
This book is dedicated to my brother, Bob Stroda—
a real cowboy and a funny, funny guy. Thanks
for putting up with your bossy big sister and for
making me laugh more times than I can count.
Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Questions for Discussion
Chapter One
“S tay here…and honk if you see anyone going inside.”
Jennifer Grant pushed open the door of her old dark blue pickup, but paused to glance at her passenger. “Got it?”
Fifteen-year-old Lizzie Grant, the second of Jennifer’s three younger siblings, hooked a lock of curly brown hair behind one ear. She didn’t bother looking up from her math book. “I’ve got it.”
“I’m serious.” Jennifer stressed each word.
Lizzie shut her book and pulled her pink T-shirt collar up to cover the lower half of her face, mocking her sister’s intensity. She glanced in all directions. “Have no fear, Agent Double oh six, Double oh seven is on the job.”
“Don’t be a smart aleck.”
Dropping the fabric, Lizzie opened her book again. “Fine. Then stop acting like a wimp. If I see Avery, which is who you’re really trying to avoid, I’ll honk three times so you’ll know your ex-boyfriend is coming.”
“Very funny.” Jennifer gave her sister a dour look, but knew in her heart that Lizzie was right. Private Avery Barnes was exactly who she wanted to avoid.
“Why do we have to do this now?” Lizzie demanded. “It’s Saturday.”
“Because Dr. Cutter needs the follow-up films on Dakota’s leg done today.” And because Avery should be away from the stable for at least another hour.
Sighing with teenage impatience, Lizzie focused on her homework once more. “Is it going to take long? I don’t want to be late and neither should you.”
“It’ll take ten minutes, tops. I can get you to your chess meeting, drop the films off at the Large Animal Clinic and still get to my horse show on time.”
Jennifer was used to making the most of the limited hours in her day. To save time, she was already dressed in her tan riding breeches and white shirt beneath her pale blue lab coat. Her black show jacket hung in a garment bag behind the driver’s seat. Her knee-high riding boots, polished to a high shine, sat ready to be pulled on before she took the field.
After she stepped out of СКАЧАТЬ