The Perfect Soldier
"Commander Cordasic?" The elegantly dressed secretary gave him an impersonal smile tinged with a hint of feminine appreciation. "General Knight will see you now."
Standing, Sebastian Cordasic followed her down a carpeted corridor, back ramrod straight, the starch and perfect fit of his marine uniform both familiar and not.
"Right through here." She indicated a closed door, standing back as he grasped the knob.
When Sebastian entered the room, the general rose to greet him and so did his guest—a woman Sebastian hadn't seen in three months, ever since his brother Dominic had married her sister, Rachel.
Jillie Everhart, international country music superstar and one of the most beautiful women he'd ever met.
What was she doing at the Pentagon in General Knight's office?
Sebastian knew he should have felt a surge of excitement or relief, but he felt absolutely nothing.
"Commander Cordasic?" General Knight was all smiles. "At ease. You know Ms. Everhart, I understand."
Seb tore his gaze away from her. "Yes, sir." Barely allowing his shoulders to relax, he wondered what this was about. Ever since he'd been placed on a mandatory medical leave of absence, he ... read full excerpt from: The Perfect Soldier ebook
