No Escaping Love Book Four: Military Love

By Cara Rose

There is no escaping love ...

MILITARY LOVE

Rory Miller was looking for a purpose in life. Joining the defence forces would, she hoped, give her direction. A new beginning...
Here she would only need to follow orders and no longer think for herself. She later came to question that decision but her pride would not let her whimper.

The Lieutenant invaded her dream, fire and ice.
Ethan was a military man through and through, married to the army until Rory entered his life. He admired her strength and courage in the line of fire, followed by the tender moment when she let him in.

If only she could break through that icy shell.
Previous Stories in the Series...

TWO WEEKS
Marcus knew from the moment he laid eyes on this woman sleeping in her car on the roadside, that there was more to her. He longed to run his fingers through her sexy long auburn locks and enjoy the company of her body but only for a weekend... he was not into fulltime.
He soon had a hold over her. She obeyed his every wish, as if he had cast some sort of spell over body and soul...

FOREVER MORE
Broken down, late and Sam was tired – a bed at a nearby cattle property was welcome. She gratefully accepted the offer of the elderly couple who had so kindly stopped to assist. She had not counted on their son, Rock.
Their eyes met steely grey eyes, kissable lips and all male under those blue jeans. The attraction was instant, soon becoming a night of passion, a night that turned into much more...

DIFFERENT WORLDS
As soon as he laid eyes on her body, Sven saw Kristy as a challenge. His pursuit was never going to be easy; she was a spontaneous woman ...most certainly not the kind to be controlled. Little by little she had come around to his way of life, until she realised they lived in two different worlds and could never co-exist.
Would he accept no as an answer?

• Language: English
• Publisher: CUSTOM BOOK PUBLICATIONS
• Release date: Mar 6, 2016
• ISBN: 9781311949097

Cara Rose

CARA ROSE is the nom de plume of an Australian-born Author who lived in France until the family returned to Australia. As a free spirit of eighteen, she continued her love of travel for eight further years until she met her husband. They subsequently settled in Adelaide where she has pursued a career. Diagnosed with breast cancer, her career turned to treatment. To keep her mind active, she rekindled another love – writing with a determination to pen a romance novel. In the past, she had written short stories and poems, always hoping that she might one day become an author. It was as good a time as ever to start. Her stories feature strong passionate women with a love of fine cars, and men that satisfy their needs.

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There is no escaping love …

MILITARY LOVE

Rory Miller was looking for a purpose in life. Joining the defence forces would, she hoped, give her direction. A new beginning…

Here she would only need to follow orders and no longer think for herself. She later came to question that decision but her pride would not let her whimper.

The Lieutenant invaded her dream, fire and ice.

Ethan was a military man through and through, married to the army until Rory entered his life. He admired her strength and courage in the line of fire, followed by the tender moment when she let him in.

If only she could break through that icy shell.

Previous Stories in the Series…

TWO WEEKS

Marcus knew from the moment he laid eyes on this woman sleeping in her car on the roadside, that there was more to her. He longed to run his fingers through her sexy long auburn locks and enjoy the company of her body but only for a weekend… he was not into fulltime.

He soon had a hold over her. She obeyed his every wish, as if he had cast some sort of spell over body and soul…

FOREVER MORE

Broken down, late and Sam was tired – a bed at a nearby cattle property was welcome. She gratefully accepted the offer of the elderly couple who had so kindly stopped to assist. She had not counted on their son, Rock.

Their eyes met steely grey eyes, kissable lips and all male under those blue jeans. The attraction was instant, soon becoming a night of passion, a night that turned into much more…

DIFFERENT WORLDS

As soon as he laid eyes on her body, Sven saw Kristy as a challenge. His pursuit was never going to be easy; she was a spontaneous woman …most certainly not the kind to be controlled. Little by little she had come around to his way of life, until she realised they lived in two different worlds and could never co-exist.

Would he accept no as an answer?

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

CARA ROSE is the nom de plume of an Australian-born Author who lived in France until she was fifteen when the family returned to Australia. As a free spirit of eighteen, she continued her love of travel for a further eight years until she met her husband. They subsequently settled in Adelaide where she has pursued a career.

Diagnosed with breast cancer last year, her career turned to treatment and to keep her mind active, she rekindled another love – writing with a determination to pen a romance novel. In her younger years, she had written short stories and poems, always hoping that she might one day become an author. It seemed as good a time as ever to start.

Her stories feature strong passionate women with a love of fine cars, and men that satisfy their needs.

Copyright © 2015-16 Cara Rose

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No Escaping Love

Erotic Short Stories by Cara Rose

BOOK FOUR –

Military Love

All the characters are fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental

Chapter One

Rory wasn't sure even now, why she'd decided to enrol. Maybe it was because she was at a loose end. Perhaps just to fill in the time till she decided where life should take her next.

Joining the army was no holiday, it would be physically demanding for a person of her age. She was no spring chicken after all. Her friends thought she was crazy. Not to mention her son, but in the end he agreed that if that was what she needed to see her through, then so be it. His mum, he knew far too well, was always pushing the limits. Sky diving, abseiling just some of the extreme sports his mother enjoyed.

Passing the entry test was a breeze; she passed them with flying colours, surpassing people half her age. She was fit, agile, and very much at ease in her own skin. Life experience did that to a person. Yoga was part of her morning routine as was jogging every night to the gym where she would train for an hour or so. The physical side of things would never be an issue she was more worried about the study side. Did she have the mental capacity to learn and would she be able to keep up with people half her age.

The plane ride to Townsville was smooth enough. The two hours passing by quickly. Her thoughts were lost in time, of the life that had just been, and where this next year would lead. For the first time in her life she had no plan in place. Post this year was all a blur.

Arriving at the camp was somewhat daunting; she was the oldest person standing in line. There were a number of the younger persons sniggering, pointing. Her head held high, she smiled and nodded. She had learnt to deal with this kind of behaviour long ago; if you didn't give into it then it could not hurt you. Everyone after all was entitled to their opinion.

Next step was to sign in, receive the allocated clothing and then came the crew cuts. Her long thick locks now just a number two. She didn't mind the image that looked back at her. It was a breath of fresh air. A new beginning… she was a REC.

By two pm all the new recruits were standing in front of the Drill Sergeant and Lieutenant as they bellowed out orders.

Silently she kicked herself, questioning why she had made this stupid decision. Temporary loss of sanity is all she could come up with. Perhaps that might be enough to plead her case and leave.

Staring dead ahead lost in thought she didn't see the Lieutenant until he stopped in front of her. his eyes boring into her own. Studying her features for a couple of seconds. he bellowed.

'Name?'

She replied softly, 'Rory Miller.'

'Sorry Rec, I can't hear you, Name,' he shouted.

She tried to speak again but the words seemed to stall in her throat.

'I can't hear