A Proposal For The Officer
She was used to flying solo…Combat pilot Molly Markham didn’t come to Sugar Falls to get serious about a man she barely knows! But when billionaire Kaleb Chatterson becomes her unexpected hero, she agrees to date him to keep their secret. All’s well until Kaleb starts to turn into the man of her dreams…
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She was used to flying solo...
But that was before Kaleb came on board!
Temporarily grounded combat pilot Molly Markham didnât come to Sugar Falls to get serious about a man she barely knows! But when Kaleb Chatterson becomes her unexpected hero, she agrees to date the billionaire software developer to keep their secret from getting out. Except the sexy brainiacâand her pretend boyfriendâis fast turning into the man of her dreams...
CHRISTY JEFFRIES graduated from the University of California, Irvine, with a degree in criminology, and received her Juris Doctor from California Western School of Law. But drafting court documents and working in law enforcement was merely an apprenticeship for her current career in the dynamic field of mummy-hood and romance writing. She lives in Southern California with her patient husband, two energetic sons and one sassy grandmother. Follow her online at www.christyjeffries.com.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07741-5
A PROPOSAL FOR THE OFFICER
© 2018 Christy Jeffries
Published in Great Britain 2018
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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To Brooklyn Bender, one of my best friends and a wealth of knowledge when it comes to Boston, Top Gun, hockey, New Kids On The Block and type 1 diabetes. Thank you for answering my endless questions. Youâre never stingy when it comes to giving me feedback, constructive or otherwise. IAJS.
Contents
Leaning against a stack of cases of bottled water, Captain Molly Markham put a hand to her head as nausea overwhelmed her. Closing her eyes for a second, she debated whether or not she was at risk of passing out right there in the middle of Duncanâs Market. She grabbed a liter of water off the shelf, unscrewed the cap and took a big swig. Her mouth was dry and suddenly her body felt weighted down.
Oh, no. It was happening again.
Sheâd sworn to the Bureau of Personnel reviewing her medical board that she could keep these episodes under control, but apparently theyâd been right to doubt her.
Molly heaved herself off the tower of water and put one foot in front of the other, needing to get as far away from the curious glances of the shoppers who were sure to know her sister, Maxine, and would be only too eager to ask Maxine about her little sisterâs âincidentâ out in public.
She needed space and she needed to think. Maybe somewhere to lie down, too. Like her rental car. She grabbed another bottle and made it to the exit before she realized sheâd left her purse back in the grocery basket. Damn. She also hadnât paid for the water.
When she did a one-eighty, her hip banged into a giant bag of ice. Or was it a bag of limes? A man dropped both as he reached out a hand to steady her.
That was gonna leave a bruise. The ice, not the guyâs hand. His grip was actually gentle and balanced her. His black framed glasses made him look smart, serious. Maybe he was a doctor. Or a reporter.
