Confessions Of The World's Oldest Shotgun Bride - Plot & Excerpts
Damn, life moved fast sometimes. Now that Katie had come to her senses, he had a lot to do. “Come in,” a brisk voice called out. Steve stepped inside and gave Colonel Matt Brennan a crisp salute. The colonel returned the salute and leaned back in his chair. “What’s on your mind, Lieutenant?” Steve placed a leave slip on his boss’s desk. “Sorry for the short notice, sir, but I need three days off starting next Friday.” The colonel frowned and stated the obvious. “We have an exercise kicking off the Tuesday after that.” “I know, sir. I’ll be back in plenty of time. But this is a minor emergency.” “What kind of emergency?” “I need to get married.” An eyebrow rose. “Need to?” “Yes, sir. We’re having a baby.” The obvious again.
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