Pushing the Envelope

By Roz Lee

A real life hero, Air Force Captain Dawn Early has seen her share of combat and lived to tell about it. Pressed into service as part of a group to sing the national anthem before a game at Yankee Stadium, the decorated helicopter pilot arrives in New York City short one hotel room and most of her patience. Accepting the offer to share a room with sexy Air Force Intelligence Officer, Captain Skye Hale, takes pushing the envelope to whole new level.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Roz Lee
• Release date: Jun 9, 2015
• ISBN: 9780986399916

Roz Lee

USA Today Best-Selling author Roz Lee is the author of thirty romances. The first, The Lust Boat, was born of an idea acquired while on a Caribbean cruise with her family and soon blossomed into a five-book series published by Red Sage. Following her love of baseball, she turned her attention to sexy athletes in tight pants, writing the critically acclaimed Mustangs Baseball series.Roz has been married to her best friend, and high school sweetheart, for nearly four decades. Roz and her husband have two grown daughters and are the proud grandparents of three adorable grandkids.Even though Roz has lived on both coasts, her heart lies in between, in Texas. A Texan by birth, she can trace her family back to the Republic of Texas. With roots that deep, she says, “You can’t ever really leave.”When Roz isn’t writing, she’s reading, or traipsing around the country on one adventure or another. No trip is too small, no tourist trap too cheesy, and no road unworthy of travel.Visit Roz’s website – www.RozLee.net

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

Cover

Dedication

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Author’s Note

About the Author

Also by Roz Lee

DEDICATION

For all the women who serve our country.

You are my heroes.

1

The Havoc of War and the Battle’s Confusion

Fuck!

Captain Dawn Early reached the platform in time to watch the train depart the airport station. Absolutely nothing had gone as planned so far, so this new setback came as no surprise. No problem. According to her intel, another would be along in a few minutes. This was New York, not Belize. There were schedules to keep.

She dropped her desert-camo duffle bag to the ground, relieving her tired shoulder of the burden. She’d survived worse, but never had she felt as out of place as she did at that moment. Dressed in her blues, she’d garnered more than her share of awkward glances, but she was here on official business, and decorum needed to be observed, no matter how uncomfortable. But given the choice between a trip to the Big Apple to perform the national anthem before the Yankees game on the 4th of July with a hodge-podge group of service members or undergo another week of SERE training, she would have opted for the seven days in the woods with nothing but what she could carry on her back. Hell, she would have jumped out of a perfectly good airplane to make the survival experience more authentic. But she hadn’t been given a choice.

The orders had come down three days ago, barely enough time to pick up her dry cleaning and arrange to have someone feed her cat, Runway—so named because she’d rescued her from certain death when an alert pilot reported seeing a cat hightail it out of the way when he’d landed. Her fur-friend had an aversion to loud noises and spent most of her time hiding under various pieces of furniture. And, she hated men. Wouldn’t go near them.

Dawn didn’t hate men, but she preferred to keep her distance from them, too—a nearly impossible feat considering her profession. Female pilots in the Air Force were more common now than a few years ago, but she remained very much a minority. She’d earned the respect of her co-workers, but sometimes she felt put upon. If she found out who’d squealed about her days singing in the choral group at the Academy, she’d make their life miserable.

Just like she was.

Another train approached. Dawn hefted her bag again, groaning more at the idea of spending the next twenty minutes squished into a speeding tin can with a bunch of strangers than the weight of her luggage. The irony of the situation wasn’t lost on her. She flew glorified tin cans every day