A writing group I belong to proposed the idea of writing a romance story with a military or ex-military hero/heroine. I was fascinated. I’d never written military before. I was also worried about getting vital details wrong. I have enormous respect for those who serve our country and was terrified of making a mistake in something important.
And then I remembered the real Gunny. The man on whom Former Gunnery Sergeant Paul Winters is based. I could lie and say I wined and dined him and romance followed. It was more like, I beer and pizzaed him and a few of his military friends, and took copious notes while they reminisced. They did, however, very patiently answer all my questions while I was writing the story, so I am very grateful to them all.
Blurb
Gunny’s whole life has been the military. He joined the cadets at age 12, the navy at age 17, and was posted overseas the first time just after his eighteenth birthday. But he’s cheated death so often he figured his luck was sure to run out, so now he’s retired. With no money, no qualifications, no civilian friends, no life. He wants Catherine the moment he sees her. But with no job and no desire to return to Afghanistan, he has nothing to offer her, except himself. And who'd want him?
Catherine has her own battles to fight, her own problems to solve, and her own life choices to live with. She hasn’t got time for anything else right now.
Excerpt Gunny
Catherine couldn’t remember the last time she’d just sat and relaxed like this. Or the last time she’d been on a date with anyone at all, far less someone as handsome as Paul. Actually, she’d never dated anyone as nice as him. It was hard to believe he hadn’t given his heart to someone years ago. Or maybe he had and she’d turned him down. But he didn’t seem sad, so that couldn’t be the reason he was still single. And he definitely wasn’t gay. She’d seen him glance at her legs when she’d climbed into his truck and had recognized the look on his face as the same thoughts as she’d had when she’d wished he’d take his shirt off at JoAnn Smith’s house.
And he was so kind and thoughtful and caring of people, as well. Oh. “What happened about the school bus? Were you able to find out about it?”
He turned his head, his square chin, chiseled features, and dark-brown eyes so sexy her heart raced and her breath hitched. When he smiled, his entire face glowed and she wanted to hug him.
How could this happen? She hardly knew him, yet she was lost in a haze of desire that she’d never, ever felt for anyone before.
Catherine forced herself to breathe slowly and deeply and listen to his reply. But it was hard. Sure, she wanted to know the answer, but she wanted to fling herself into his arms as well.
I’m going crazy.
Buy links:
Evernight Publishing: https://www.evernightpublishing.com/gunnys-elusive-target-by-berengaria-brown/
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07Q6ZYR5Y/
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/931738
Berengaria Brown
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