Her Blue-Eyed Sergeant (Soldiers 0f Swing Book 1) by Linda Ellen

Author:Linda Ellen [Ellen, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: WWII Era, 1940's, 20th Century, Army Veteran, Civilian Life, Military Service, United States Army, Soldiers 0f Swing Series, Historical Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Love Possibility, Hearts Desire, Clean & Wholesome, Life-Changes, Second Chances, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, Love-Family & Forever, Action & Adventure, Romantic Suspense, USO Club
ISBN: 9780990904472
Publisher: Linda Ellen
Published: 2016-12-19T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

Vivian watched as Gene’s eyes, which had narrowed and hardened to an icy blue, seemed to be tracking movement. Concerned at his immediate change in mood, she turned to see what had captured his attention just in time to see another man with sergeant stripes on his sleeves come to a stop right behind her. The man was stocky in build, a few inches shorter than Gene, with dishwater blond hair and hard green eyes.

Suddenly, she realized Gene had tensed up, like a tiger ready to pounce. Through gritted teeth, he growled, “Thought you weren’t coming to Sergeant Holland’s party, Hendricks.” His tone suggested he very much wished that had been the case.

The other man ignored the comment, choosing to mutter instead as his eyes raked Vivian from head to foot, “So, this is the dish, huh Banks?” Gene didn’t move or respond, but just as she felt him begin to lean protectively closer, the other man offered her a hand. “Wanna dance, doll face?”

Out of habit she acquiesced. Taking Hendricks’ hand, she shot Gene an apologetic glance, and allowed the other man to help her up and over to the dance floor where he pulled her straight into his arms – way too close. She was immediately uncomfortable.

She tried to push back and create some space between their bodies. “Please, Sergeant…not so close…” she requested softly.

His rigid arms refused to yield as he led her in a slow swooping turn, his hard chest pressed to the softness of hers. “Isn’t that what you girls are here for? To dance with us lonely GI’s and give us a little pleasure?” The way he said the last word seemed as if he meant something entirely different, and Vivian’s heart started to pound. Something about this man made her fight-or-flight response flare to life. The disagreeable odor of beer on his breath made her nearly gag. He’d been drinking…was he drunk? Is that why he was acting this way?

“Y—yes,” she stammered, her mouth suddenly dry as she searched for a way out that wouldn’t offend the sergeant. She wished fervently that Gene would cut in. Viv tried to turn her head and see where Gene was, to perhaps send him a message of help with her eyes, but Hendricks kept her body molded to his and her back to where they had left Gene as he swayed with her to the music. He wasn’t nearly as good a dancer as Gene and she had trouble following him. Everything seemed out of synch.

“I bet you’ve been giving Banks pleasure, haven’t you, doll,” his voice slithered into her ear. His hot breath caused shivers to race down her body that were anything but pleasurable.

“S—Sergeant Banks and I enjoy one another’s company, if…if that’s what you mean,” she gasped, forcing herself to keep dancing when all she wanted to do was push him away and run back to Gene. Her displeasure and near panic must have been evident on her face, as several of the girls dancing with other soldiers nearby kept giving her sympathetic glances.

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