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Seeking adventure, shy Kitty Greenlee joins the Women’s Army Corps. In 1944 England, as secretarial support to the 8th Air Force, she encounters her dream man, a handsome lieutenant who only has eyes for her blonde friend. Uncomfortable around men, Kitty doesn’t think the handsome officer could want someone like her.
Recovering from wounds, Ted Kruger wants to forget about losing his closest friends and have fun before returning to danger as a bomber navigator. When Ted recognizes Kitty as the girl who rescued him two years before, he must choose between dating the sexy blonde or pursuing quiet, serious-minded Kitty even though he knows he’s not nearly good enough for her.
As the war gears up with the D-Day invasion, will Kitty and Ted risk their hearts as well as their lives?
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“You’re okay,” she whispered. Her voice came out weak, didn’t convey the reassurance she intended. So she inhaled deeply, to steady herself, and tried again. “You’re safe now.”
He nodded and made a feeble effort to sit up.
“No. Stay still.” She urged him back. “You’re safe. You’ll be okay.”
He slumped against the raft, closed his eyes, and sighed. His face relaxed.
Still holding onto his hand, she reached out and touched his cheek. He shivered slightly. His skin felt cold, clammy.
He was freezing.
Desperation seized her.
She needed to get him warm. His wet clothes, the chilling wind. He could die from exposure if she didn’t get help.
She released his hand and shrugged out of her sweater as she looked up and down the beach. It was deserted except for the few birds scurrying along the shore. She didn’t want to leave him, but common sense told her he needed more than she could give him.
“I’ll go get help.”
She draped her damp sweater over his chest. His eyes flew open. He reached for her. She caught his hand and squeezed it.
His eyes pleaded for her to stay.
Her insides melted. “I won’t be long, I promise.” She looked into those questioning, blue eyes. “It’s not far. I’ll bring someone to help.”
A soft smile creased the corners of his eyes, and he nodded, ever so slightly.
Her throat constricted. Her breath caught and held as if she could hold onto that moment forever simply by refusing to breathe.
Impulsively, she kissed his cold hand. The odor of burnt oil and rubber lingered on his skin. “You’re safe now,” she whispered. “I must go, but I’ll be back. I promise.”
She released his hand, jumped up, and dashed toward the house.
As she ran, the soaked, cotton dress clung to her body. Water dripped from the ends of her tangled hair. Her heart pounded with excitement. She had to get help for him, for the man with sparkling blue eyes and a captivating smile, the man who had stolen her heart.
She scurried on through the sea oats clinging to the flattened dune while her mind raced ahead.
Sam will know what to do.
Her bare feet pounded the hard-packed sand road. The gate swung open easily, and she raced across the soft, green grass.
“Sam!” she yelled for her brother-in-law before reaching the wide porch. “Sam, come quick!”
Grabbing the screen-door handle, she jerked it open, turned the knob, and the front door swung wide. She called again, “Sam!”
“What is it? What’s going on?” He hurried down the stairs, already dressed for work.
Sucking air into her lungs, she held onto the door frame for support. “There’s a man, on the beach,” she gasped. “He was in the water…in a raft. I pulled him out onto the beach.”
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