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Dear Reader,

I first had the idea for this book when I was six years old. I had thirty-five Barbie dolls and three Kens. The odds weren’t so good. Besides, Ken liked to wear clothes that matched Barbie’s, and that didn’t seem, well, quite as alluring as my brother’s G.I. Joes, which had all those neat uniforms.

I made do with Joe while my brother wasn’t looking, but wistfully longed for a Barbie doll companion that was up to snuff. The thought reoccurred to me when I went to college—the odds there for me weren’t much better than poor Barbie’s! This time, there were no G.I. Joes to be had, although there was a Marine Corps base right up the highway.

Still, the thought lingered, and—this truly is the best part of being a writer—eventually I got to see it through to the end. Max is a special guy. He charmed me from the beginning, and had, I thought, just what it took to turn a woman’s head even if G.I. Joe was in the room down the hall. Hope you enjoy him as much as I did!

Neesa Hart