A Maverick for the Holidays. Leanne Banks
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Название: A Maverick for the Holidays
Автор: Leanne Banks
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Контркультура
Серия: Mills & Boon Cherish
isbn: 9781408971659
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“This isn’t a good idea,” he muttered.
“I think it’s a great idea,” she said and smiled her wicked, innocent, sexy smile.
He clenched his jaw again. “That’s because you don’t know better,” he told her. “I’m too old for you.”
“Too old,” she echoed. “That’s crazy. It’s not as if you’re twenty years older.”
“Trust me, cupcake,” he said. “I feel like I’m eighty years older.”
Angie rolled her eyes. “You exaggerate. You’re just finding your feet and way. That’s why you feel unsure.”
“I don’t know about that,” Forrest said.
“Well, I do,” she said in a husky whisper as she leaned toward him.
“You need to leave,” he said.
“Isn’t that a bit drastic?” she asked.
“Not at all,” he said, and steeled himself not to respond to her.
“Just one more kiss,” she whispered in an inviting voice.
“No,” he said, but it killed him.
Dear Reader,
I loved being a part of this wonderful MONTANA MAVERICKS series. Forrest Traub, the hero in my story, has returned from Iraq and is recovering from an injury where he almost lost his leg. He also struggles with post-traumatic stress disorder. I had the opportunity to talk with a soldier who’d lost most of his rib cage from a gunshot wound, and he also suffered from PTSD. The adjustments he had to face after his injuries were unbelievably challenging. I was grateful to hear that the military offers support and actual techniques for how to deal with PTSD.
In my story, the hero displays a different kind of courage by starting a support group for war veterans. Have you noticed that struggling with a problem by yourself makes it feel so much bigger than if you share it with someone who cares? Forrest Traub may be a courageous man, yet between his bum leg and his nightmares and hypervigilance, he believes he’s in no shape for a committed relationship. Angie Anderson, however, is like a burst of sunshine on Forrest’s dark soul. But can she turn his jaded heart around? Maybe a little holiday magic can help them along.
Wishing you all the joy of the holidays,
Leanne Banks
About the Author
LEANNE BANKS is a New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author who is surprised every time she realises how many books she has written. Leanne loves chocolate, the beach and new adventures. To name a few, Leanne has ridden on an elephant, stood on an ostrich egg (no, it didn’t break), and gone parasailing and indoor skydiving. Leanne loves writing romance because she believes in the power and magic of love. She lives in Virginia with her family and a four-and-a-half-pound Pomeranian named Bijou. Visit her website, www.leannebanks.com.
A Maverick for
the Holidays
Leanne Banks
MILLS & BOON
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This book is dedicated to all the veterans who’ve
returned from hostile countries who continue to battle
post-traumatic stress disorder and to those
who love them.
Prologue
The truck they were driving was loaded with artillery, but there were several more in the caravan. In his position as major, Forrest normally wouldn’t have been traveling, but there had been complaints about getting signatures for the items they were transporting. In the army, it was always about getting signatures, even here in the desert of Iraq. Enough crap about signatures, they had a war to win.
Suddenly, an explosion ripped through the vehicle. Everything blurred. Forrest raced out of the Humvee. A shot hit him in his armored vest. Another hit his leg. Again and again. His leg screamed in pain.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a soldier fall to the ground, then another and another. He tried to crawl to help them, but his leg was dead.
He was dead.
Forrest woke up in a sweat, his heart pounding in his chest, adrenaline racing. He reached for his weapon, but it wasn’t there. He blinked and his eyes finally adjusted to the darkness. He wasn’t in Iraq. He was in Montana. He wondered if he’d yelled, and prayed he hadn’t. He didn’t want his brother to know that he was still messed up. He didn’t want anyone to know that his head was more broken than his leg was.
He wondered if he would always feel as if he were riding the edge of insanity. Crazy, he must be crazy.
Snippets of his therapy skittered through his brain.
You’re not crazy. When you wake up from a nightmare or flashback, remind yourself that you’re not crazy.
Practice your breathing technique.
Forrest inhaled and counted as he exhaled. Controlled breathing will make you feel more in control of yourself. Forrest continued the technique he’d been taught. He touched the quilt on his bed and rose, dragging his near-useless leg with him across the wooden floor to the bathroom.
Turning on the faucet, he washed his hands. The water felt cold and it took the memories a little further away from him. He stuck his cup under the running water and lifted it to his mouth, taking several swallows.
When would his nightmare end?
Chapter One
Forrest wrapped up his quick meeting with Annabel Cates, Thunder Canyon’s librarian and therapy-dog СКАЧАТЬ