Set during the Great War.
Will Captain Mark Tremayne risk the hangman's noose for the woman he loves?
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Sister Amy Smithfield is carrying on her family’s military tradition in the only way she can, as an Australian Army nurse. Dedicated to her calling, she has sworn off interest in men for the duration of the Great War in Europe . When she literally runs into Mark Tremayne, an English captain in the Australian army, her real struggle begins.
Mark has his own reasons for keeping any relationship with the opposite sex in the casual mode, and he fights to deny his attraction to the petite blonde nurse who stirs his senses beyond the ordinary.
Their battle against love continues from Australia to the Mediterranean to France . When Amy is captured by German soldiers, Mark realizes how much she means to him — but can he overcome pride and find Amy after his jealous anger pushes her away?
Captain Mark Tremayne's gut clenched as he waited in a hotel, just off
the Rue des Trois Cailloux in Amiens. Six o’clock.
Where the hell was that staff car? He lit a cigarette and
paced the foyer of the hotel where he had booked two
rooms. Would she be all right? What if the Germans
had violated her? The thought was a sword thrust
through his heart.
“Mark?” The one husky word, sounding as if it had
been dredged from deep within her soul, caused him to
“Amy!” She looked so little and frail standing there
in a stained German uniform, her beautiful hair a
tangled mass about her shoulders. “I thought I’d never
see you again.” He took a step forward, then abruptly
Tears welled up in Amy’s eyes. She must look
frightful, while Mark was freshly bathed and shaved,
his uniform immaculate, his boots shined to a glossy
“What’s the matter, darling? What is it?” He
opened his arms to her, but she did not run into them as
she usually did.
“I’m so dirty,” she sobbed.
“Amy, you little fool.” He pulled her close. “After
the hell you’ve been through? Oh, God, how like a
woman to worry about her appearance.”
“You’re so clean,” she blubbered, burrowing her
face into his chest.
“I had to tidy up before going to Headquarters.”
She raised her head. “If it hadn’t been for loving
you so much and wanting to see you again, I wouldn’t