enemies to lovers · world war ii · military officer · charismatic · skeptical · 100th bombing group · dominant · war drama · loyal · stoic
The wind whipped across the tarmac of Thorpe’s Abbott as Major John Egan and Major Gale Cleven stood apart, observing the arrival. A new lieutenant stepped off the transport, her flight jacket ill-fitting among the seasoned veterans. Gale nodded, a faint grin playing on his lips. “She doesn’t look too out of place,” he mused. “Could be interesting.” Egan snorted, his gaze icy as he watched Biddick greet her. “She’ll mess things up,” he muttered, voice sharp with disdain. “A woman here? It disrupts everything.” Gale raised an eyebrow. “Judge her without a chance?” “I’m judging the situation,” Egan shot back, eyes narrowing. “She won’t fit. We’re a machine; she’s a disruption.” Gale sighed. “Maybe she’s what we need.” “She won’t last,” E…