Retreat Hell! She Just Got Here

By Heather Long

She's one of the few...

Jazz has been one of the guys for over a decade, serving her country with distinction, but she longs to explore her femininity, to be desired as a woman, to flirt, cavort and fulfill every sexual desire. When her mother of all people, signs her up for a 1Night Stand, she's not sure whether to be exhilarated or pissed. Flying to Las Vegas on the promise of a total escape, Jazz plans to be Jasmine for just one night, because tomorrow, she plans to re-up for another five years.

They're two of the proud...

Logan Cavanaugh grew up across the street from his best friend and brother-in-arms, Zach Evans. Inseparable, the two have shared everything, including women, until the year before when an IED attack during combat injured both of them. Zach suffered a concussion, but Logan's injuries were far more extensive. After a year of physical therapy, he can walk, but he'll never run or love a woman again, or so he fears. He’s ready to accept his impotence, but Zach has other ideas. He hopes a 1Night Stand date with the perfect woman will heal Logan's confidence and masculinity.

They're all Marines...

They’ll share each other, but will one night be enough?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Decadent Publishing
• Release date: Apr 23, 2012
• ISBN: 9781613332726

Heather Long

Heather Long is a USA TODAY bestselling author who likes long walks in the park, science fiction, superheroes, and Marines. Her books are filled with heroes and heroines tangled in romances as hot as her native Texas summertime.

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Retreat Hell! She Just Got Here

Always a Marine, Book 2

A 1Night Stand Story

By

Heather Long

Smashwords Edition

Copyright © 2012 by Heather Long

ISBN: 978-1-61333-272-6

Cover art by Mina Carter

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~Author’s Note~

On May 28th, 1918, the 2nd Battalion, 5th Marines of the 4th Marine Brigade was sent to help in the Belleau Wood sector. As they approached, the French commander of the troops already on site advised that the discreet thing to do was retreat.

Captain Lloyd Williams of the 5th Marine Regiment replied Retreat Hell! We just got here! The Marines stayed and drove the numerically superior Germans out of Belleau Wood and other strongholds. It was there that the ferocious fighting of the Marines caused the Germans to refer to them as Teufel hunden, which means, Devil Dogs.

~DEDICATION~

For John: he returned home injured in body and soul, but never stopped supporting his brothers, living for his family, or loving his country.

Chapter One

The toe ring felt damned weird. It rubbed, and despite the clucking of the woman painting her toenails, Jazz couldn’t stop wiggling.

Toe rings are sexy, sweetheart. Now sit still. The chiding voice carried a level of amusement that she didn’t share.

With a long sigh, Jazz looked away from the fuck me red that the woman, Christine might be her name, applied to her toes, and stared in the mirror. Her normally smooth, even hair cut had been