Suzanne Brockmann - Harvard's Education

New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Suzanne Brockmann has thrilled audiences with her Tall, Dark and Dangerous series. Experience it here with a hero who must face the most daring adventure of all—falling in love.

It was an experiment…but no one could have predicted the results.

For eight weeks FInCOM agent P.J. Richards is being given access to the absolutely no-women-allowed world of the US Navy SEALs, and she isn’t about to let anyone tell her she can’t hack it. P.J. can’t afford to be distracted by anything…or anyone. And that includes Senior Chief “Harvard” Becker.

Harvard believes that there is no room for women in a combat zone. It’s too dangerous, too tough…and with P.J. involved, too distracting. He might respect her sharp intellect and her shooting abilities, but he still doesn’t want the responsibility of making sure she stays alive. But P.J. isn’t a woman who backs down easily, and to her mind, Harvard has a lot to learn. She just doesn’t expect him to be so eager to instruct her on other subjects…like trust, desire and maybe even love.

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For my fearless pointman, Ed.

Special thanks to Candace Irvin—friend, fellow writer and unlimited source of U.S. Navy information. Thanks also to the helpful staff at the UDT SEAL Museum in Fort Pierce, Florida, and to Vicki Debock, who told me about it.

Thanks to my swim buddy Eric Ruben for suggesting I write a book with a Navy SEAL hero! (I owe it all to you, baby!)

Thanks to the Harvard Project volunteers from the Team Ten list ( http://groups.yahoo.com/group/teamten) for their proofreading skills: Group Captain Rebecca Chappell, Vi Dao, Kellie Jones, Amy Madden, Claire Madden, Lynn McCrea, Heather McCormack-McHugh, Debbie Meiers and Kelly Shand.

Hooyah, gang! Thanks for helping to make the TDD world as typo-free as possible.

Thanks to the real teams of SEALs, and to all the courageous men and women in the U.S. military (especially the Marines! Forgive me for including the banana joke as an example of the healthy rivalry between the Navy and the Marines!), who sacrifice so much to keep America the land of the free and the home of the brave.

Last but not least, a heartfelt thank-you to the wives, husbands, children and families of these real-life military heroes and heroines. Your sacrifice is deeply appreciated.

Any mistakes I’ve made or liberties I’ve taken in writing this book are completely my own.

COVER

BACK COVER TEXT New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Suzanne Brockmann has thrilled audiences with her Tall, Dark and Dangerous series. Experience it here with a hero who must face the most daring adventure of all—falling in love. It was an experiment…but no one could have predicted the results. For eight weeks FInCOM agent P.J. Richards is being given access to the absolutely no-women-allowed world of the US Navy SEALs, and she isn’t about to let anyone tell her she can’t hack it. P.J. can’t afford to be distracted by anything…or anyone. And that includes Senior Chief “Harvard” Becker. Harvard believes that there is no room for women in a combat zone. It’s too dangerous, too tough…and with P.J. involved, too distracting. He might respect her sharp intellect and her shooting abilities, but he still doesn’t want the responsibility of making sure she stays alive. But P.J. isn’t a woman who backs down easily, and to her mind, Harvard has a lot to learn. She just doesn’t expect him to be so eager to instruct her on other subjects…like trust, desire and maybe even love.

TITLE PAGE Harvard’s Education Suzanne Brockmann www.millsandboon.co.uk

DEDICATION For my fearless pointman, Ed.

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS ACKNOWLEDGMENTS ACKNOWLEDGMENTS CHAPTER 1 CHAPTER 2 CHAPTER 3 CHAPTER 4 CHAPTER 5 CHAPTER 6 CHAPTER 7 CHAPTER 8 CHAPTER 9 CHAPTER 10 CHAPTER 11 CHAPTER 12 CHAPTER 13 CHAPTER 14 CHAPTER 15 CHAPTER 16 EPILOGUE COPYRIGHT Special thanks to Candace Irvin—friend, fellow writer and unlimited source of U.S. Navy information. Thanks also to the helpful staff at the UDT SEAL Museum in Fort Pierce, Florida, and to Vicki Debock, who told me about it. Thanks to my swim buddy Eric Ruben for suggesting I write a book with a Navy SEAL hero! (I owe it all to you, baby!) Thanks to the Harvard Project volunteers from the Team Ten list ( http://groups.yahoo.com/group/teamten ) for their proofreading skills: Group Captain Rebecca Chappell, Vi Dao, Kellie Jones, Amy Madden, Claire Madden, Lynn McCrea, Heather McCormack-McHugh, Debbie Meiers and Kelly Shand. Hooyah, gang! Thanks for helping to make the TDD world as typo-free as possible. Thanks to the real teams of SEALs, and to all the courageous men and women in the U.S. military (especially the Marines! Forgive me for including the banana joke as an example of the healthy rivalry between the Navy and the Marines!), who sacrifice so much to keep America the land of the free and the home of the brave. Last but not least, a heartfelt thank-you to the wives, husbands, children and families of these real-life military heroes and heroines. Your sacrifice is deeply appreciated. Any mistakes I’ve made or liberties I’ve taken in writing this book are completely my own.

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER 7

CHAPTER 8

CHAPTER 9

CHAPTER 10

CHAPTER 11

CHAPTER 12

CHAPTER 13

CHAPTER 14

CHAPTER 15

CHAPTER 16

EPILOGUE

COPYRIGHT

This was wrong. It was all wrong. Another few minutes, and this entire combined team of FInCOM agents and Navy SEALs was going to be torn to bits.

There was a small army of terrorists out there in the steamy July night. The Ts—or tangos, as the SEALs were fond of calling them—were waiting on their arrival with assault rifles that were as powerful as the weapon P. J. Richards clutched in her sweating hands.

P.J. tried to slow her pounding heart, tried to make the adrenaline that was streaming through her system work for her rather than against her as she crept through the darkness.

FInCOM Agent Tim Farber was calling the shots, but Farber was a city boy—and a fool, to boot. He didn’t know squat about moving through the heavy underbrush of this kind of junglelike terrain. Of course, P.J. was a fine one to be calling names. Born in D.C., she’d been raised on concrete and crumbling blacktop—a different kind of jungle altogether.

Still, she knew enough to realize that Farber had to move more slowly to listen to the sounds of the night around him. And as long as she was criticizing, the fact that four FInCOM agents and three SEALs were occupying close to the same amount of real estate along this narrow trail made her feel as if she were part of some great big Christmas package, all wrapped up with a ribbon on top, waiting under some terrorist’s tree.