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    Touch Me
    Touch Me
    Touch Me
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    Touch Me

    By Melissa Schroeder

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    A man trying to forget.

    Jackson Johnson had always planned to spend his life in the Marines serving his country—that is until he came back from a mission with memories he’d rather not have. He feels like he’s circling the drain until he meets the new tenant next door. An altercation with her unruly dog has them at odds. That is until he finds himself kissing her.

    A woman who doesn’t have time for love.

    Veterinarian Hannah Richmond doesn’t have time for the surly Marine or any man for that matter. Still, resisting his kisses proves futile and soon she finds herself falling for Jack. For the first time in a really long time she discovers she might just want to try for that happily ever after—that is until her past comes back to haunt her.

    A Marine determined to prove his love.

    Jack knows Hannah is pushing him away because she wants to keep him safe but there is one thing she needs to understand: this Marine will never retreat until she surrenders.

    Editor's Note

    USA Today Bestselling Author...

    Schroeder’s “Semper Fi Marines” series continues with “Touch Me,” a hot contemporary romance between Hannah, a veterinarian, and Jackson, an ex-Marine. The two can’t seem to resist one another, but Hannah is skittish of a commitment, meaning Jackson has to persuade her in increasingly seductive ways.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBryant Street Publishing
    Release dateJun 14, 2022
    ISBN9781094443775
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    Melissa Schroeder

    From an early age, USA Today Bestselling author Melissa loved to read. First, it was the books her mother read to her including her two favorites, Winnie the Pooh and the Beatrix Potter books. She cut her preteen teeth on Trixie Belden and read and reviewed To Kill a Mockingbird in middle school. It wasn’t until she was in college that she tried to write her first stories, which were full of angst and pain, and really not that fun to read or write. After trying several different genres, she found romance in a Linda Howard book. Since her first published book, Grace Under Pressure, Mel has had over 60 short stories, novellas, and novels published. She has written in genres ranging from historical to contemporary to futuristic and has worked with 8 publishers although she handles most of her publishing herself. She is best known for her Harmless and Santini series. After years of following her military husband around the country and world, Mel happily lives with her family in horse and wine country in Northern Virginia.

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      Touch Me - Melissa Schroeder

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      Jack Johnson scowled down at his petunias. The once vibrant yellow and purple flowers were now flattened, and were SBR. Smashed beyond recognition. He had just planted them two days earlier and now they were dead. There was only one reason for their disfigurement.

      I am going to kill that mongrel.

      He said nothing else as he marched to Hannah Richmond’s front door ready to go through his plan. Before he could ring the bell, she opened the door. She was as surprised as he was, or so the expression on her face told him, as did the gasp that slipped from her lips.

      That strange tickle at the back of his throat started. It had nothing to do with her, he was sure. Or the fact that she looked like she just tumbled out of bed. Her golden brown curls were springier than usual, and she had one shoe off and one in her hand. She was dressed in scrubs with little puppies and kittens all over them. Her blue gray eyes widened when she saw him.

      Oh, Captain.

      She sounded breathless, as if he had caught her being naughty. That thought, along with the way she was blushing, had his thoughts going in the direction he’d tried to avoid. For weeks he had been getting not so pure thoughts about his veterinarian neighbor that had nothing to do with her dog.

      Dammit. That dog. Now that thought brought him back to the reason for his visit.

      My petunias are SBR.

      For a moment, she said nothing. She was struggling with her shoe and almost fell over. Then, she laid one of her small hands against his shoulder to balance herself. What?

      He drew in a deep breath, ignoring the way his heart did a little jig at the scent of her. It wasn’t flowery or ever musky like perfume. Pure, clean soap. Why did he find that so damned erotic?

      Shaking his head, he tried to concentration her question. Oh, his flowers. SBR.

      What the hell is SBR? she asked, but he could tell she wasn’t paying attention as she shut her front door locking it.

      Smashed beyond recognition.

      She stopped in her tracks and stared at him. She opened her mouth then shut it, and bit her lip. Jack had the distinct impression that she was trying not to laugh at him.

      You came up with an acronym for your garden issues?

      He jerked a shoulder.

      And why are you coming to tell me about it?

      That damned dog of yours did it.

      My damned dog— she shook her head. Hercules did not smash your petunias. He hasn’t been out front since yesterday afternoon.

      He crossed his arms over his chest. I disagree.

      Her expression told him she thought he might be insane. She said nothing about that. Good for you. Tell you what? Why don’t you write that up in triplicate? When you’re done with that, I’ll tell you exactly where to file it.

      Before he could respond, she was opening her car door. He hurried to catch up to her before she left. He rounded the hood of her vintage VW bug.

      I—

      Listen, Captain, I don’t have time this morning. I’ll be home this evening and you can tell me all about it. I have an emergency at the clinic.

      He stopped. Hannah was a veterinarian and rarely had emergencies that he knew of. If she was in this much of a hurry, it was probably very serious. Pressing the issue would just make him a jerk.

      Okay. But we will talk about this.

      She slipped into the car and started the engine. I’m sure we will.

      Giving him a mock salute, she put the car in reverse. Jack stood there, watching her drive down the street.

      With a shake of his head, he walked back to his house. He hadn’t even dressed for the day. He was still wearing his boxers and t-shirt. He was also barefoot. It was then he knew why she’d given him the look she had at first.

      With a sigh, he made his way through the house to grab some coffee. He’d decided to take Monday and Tuesday off to get a little work done around the house. After being gone for a week last month for Jesse’s wedding, the yard needed some TLC. Plus, he didn’t plan on a vacation that summer, so no reason to hold onto the leave.

      He poured himself a cup of coffee and walked out to his back patio. He had never been a homeowner before, but with the extra money he’d saved over the years, he decided to take the plunge. Besides, he liked Oceanside. There was something about living near the ocean…and the moderate temperatures in California were right up his alley.

      He settled in a chair and sipped his coffee. He liked mornings. Before everyone got up, and the action of the day took over, he enjoyed the peace and quiet.

      Of course, it didn’t last long. His phone buzzed with Jesse’s ring.

      Aren’t you supposed to be on your honeymoon?

      Good morning to you, too, Jesse said. We got back late last night. It was just a few days at a B&B since we have to be overseas pretty fast.

      He shook his head. Jack’s oldest brother had always been a man who played by the rules, until he fell for artist Zoe Jones. In less than three weeks after proposing, the two were married and planning for Jesse’s PCS—permanent change of station—to NATO Headquarters.

      So, whatcha calling for Jesse? Is it your turn?

      There was a pause. My turn for what?

      He rolled his eyes. Jack loved his family but they could be nosy. One of them called every few days, and while he appreciated that they were worried about him, it was starting to get on his nerves. He knew the diagnosis of PTSD along with a TBI didn’t sound fantastic, but he was dealing with it—just like a lot of other people.

      Never mind. Did you buy me something?

      Jesse chuckled. Zoe got you a snow globe. Said the one and only California Johnson needed a reminder that it isn’t all waves and sand.

      You know you’re lucky you met her first, right? Cuz I would have had her in a second.

      Not a chance.

      You’re too stuffy for her.

      Apparently she likes stuffy, Jesse said with humor in his voice.

      Jack might not know his new sister-in-law very well, but he would be forever grateful to her. Jesse finally sounded happy. He’d always been the most responsible of the siblings and that was saying something. The Johnson siblings had three Marines and a very scary physical therapist. Jesse seemed more relaxed with Zoe around.

      Well, the way I see it, I am the last man standing.

      That’s true. Well, you and Dad. He heard a woman’s voice in the background. Zoe wants to know how it goes with the neighbor?

      That question reminded him of his encounter with her that morning. He scowled. My petunias are SBR.

      "I’m talking about your neighbor, as in the woman. And what the hell is SBR?"

      Smashed beyond recognition. And why does Zoe want to know about my neighbor?

      Before Jesse could answer him, the phone was taken away.

      Hey, there, Jack, Zoe said,

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