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Nifty premise, Susan. The Civil War is always good fodder for stories, and this one seems to hit the mark.
Thanks, Rick! The true stories of women Civil War soldiers fascinates me. I just had to make the heroine of my story one of them.
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Southerner Alexander Hart, a Yankee spy, saves Katie from drowning, then nurses her through a resulting fever. He must keep his identity secret from the beautiful Rebel soldier even as he finds himself falling in love with her.
Katie falls in love with the caring gentlemen stranger, only to later discover he's the enemy. Heartbroken, she turns him in to the Confederates, but then questions her goals and beliefs. Is it possible to put aside her quest for revenge to save the man she loves?
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"What? Are you telling me you were kissing him?" His blood heated at the thought of her moving on to another man.
"I was tryin' to escape."
"By kissing him?"
"Aye." Anger flashed in her eyes. "And it was working until you came along and hit the poor lad."
He grasped her forearm and pulled her from the guardhouse. They couldn't stay here debating. "Come on, we've got to get out of camp. I fear I've compromised my cover."
"But what about Nate?" she protested. "You may have killed him."
Sighing, Alex knelt and felt for a pulse. The lad's breathing was regular, his pulse steady. "Reckon he'll be out for awhile, but aside from a nasty headache and some bruising, he should be all right." He rose and glanced into the guardhouse. "They’ll reckon you clobbered him when he came for your dinner plate." He caught her worried gaze. "Now, let’s skedaddle."
She nodded, but eyed him again. "Why are you dressed as a priest?"
"It's a disguise. I'm ministering to the Rebel soldiers." His eyes roved to the white vee of her bosom. "Button your shirt before we go. We don’t want to attract any more attention."
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