“I’m pregnant.”
Ben whooped and kissed Caitlyn, then Lottie, then Caitlyn again. “Hey everyone,” he shouted to the congregation. “I’m going to be a father—again!” he swept Caitlyn up the aisle, receiving congratulations every step of the way. When they reached the top of the aisle he stopped just long enough to give Caitlyn another kiss. “I love you, Caitlyn Warren.”
“I love you too.”
The End
Read on for an excerpt of Volume 1 of the SEALs of Chance Creek series – A SEAL’s Oath. Please note that this novel is not part of the Heroes of Chance Creek series.
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Other Titles by Cora Seton:
The SEALs of Chance Creek
A SEAL’s Oath
A SEAL’s Vow
A SEAL’s Pledge
A SEAL’s Consent
The Heroes of Chance Creek
The Navy SEAL’s E-mail Order Bride (Volume 1)
The Soldier’s E-Mail Order Bride (Volume 2)
The Marine’s E-Mail Order Bride (Volume 3)
The Navy SEAL’s Christmas Bride (Volume 4)
The Airman’s E-Mail Order Bride (Volume 5)
The Cowboys of Chance Creek
The Cowboy Inherits a Bride (Volume 0)
The Cowboy’s E-mail Order Bride (Volume 1)
The Cowboy Wins a Bride (Volume 2)
The Cowboy Imports a Bride (Volume 3)
The Cowgirl Ropes a Billionaire (Volume 4)
The Sheriff Catches a Bride (Volume 5)
The Cowboy Lassos a Bride (Volume 6)
The Cowboy Rescues a Bride (Volume 7)
The Cowboy Earns a Bride (Volume 8)
A SEAL’s Oath
by Cora Seton
Chapter 1
WOMEN. WHERE WAS he going to find enough women?
Lieutenant Boone Rudman folded himself into the narrow seat allotted to him on the DC10 he’d just boarded along with fifty-something other souls bound for Chance Creek, Montana. He carefully stowed his battered leather briefcase under the seat in front of him, handling it with the reverence due to something so special. His grandfather had given it to him when he graduated from high school. His own grandfather had carried it to Yale University back in 1929. It wasn’t until World War II that the Boones had become Navy men. Ever since there had been two traditions in the family—serving their country and passing down the briefcase to the oldest son of each generation.
He tucked it further beneath the seat, turning over his dilemma in his mind. They’d need several women to start—maybe even a half-dozen. That number would need to ramp up over the coming months. Of all the tasks on the to-do list inside his briefcase, finding those women ranked as the toughest in his mind. It wasn’t that Boone had ever found it difficult to attract women. They liked his broad shoulders and the muscles he’d built up during his time in the service. As long as he regaled them with stories about his training days or funny incidents he’d seen along the way, everything was fine. The trouble started when he spoke from the heart about his passions. Hydroponics, geothermal heat, and local resources made their eyes glaze over. When he started on micronutrients, closed system aquaculture and rain gardens, they ran for the hills.
Somewhere there must be women who truly cared about sustainable living.
Boone just hadn’t met them yet.
Discontent rippled through him, but Boone refused to let it gain control. He’d been too long without female company. The nature of his work as a Navy SEAL had made finding a partner difficult. The nature of his hobbies and interests made it downright impossible. If sex was all he wanted he could find what he was looking for in any bar, but Boone wanted more than sex. He wanted to find his equal. A passionate, intelligent woman on fire to follow her dreams and build a better life for herself. He wanted to start a family—a carefully planned, population-neutral family of two children they’d raise with all the right ideals.
Boone chuckled at this high-minded portrait of his needs. Who was he kidding? Sustainability didn’t come into the picture at all when he was thinking about women. He wanted someone that lit a blaze inside him it took all night to quench. She just had to be someone who set his mind on fire as well as his body. Did a woman like that exist?