Remember the Night: a Heroes of the Night military romance novel Read Online Free Page A
Author: Nicole Leiren
young girl had been introduced to their family, everyone had fallen in love with her. The little girl had even managed to crack their mother's tough shell and make her smile. She tried to not think about the fact she only saw disappointment on her mother's face these days.
"Jason will be waiting for you halfway down the aisle. Be sure you walk beside him and don't let him drop the rings."
Annie nodded. "I promise, Auntie Ev. I'll watch over my brave knight."
"I know you will."
A soft knock on the door signaled it was time.
Their smiling father appeared in the gap as the door opened. "Ready, ladies?"
"Ready, Dad. Have the mothers been seated?"
"Everyone is seated and anxiously awaiting the arrival of the bridal party."
"Then let's do this." Melodie grabbed Annie's hand and slipped the other in the crook of their father's arm.
Evelyn followed Lydia out of the church to the courtyard where the wedding would take place. Rows of white chairs, separated in the middle, formed the aisle the bridal party had been instructed to walk down. The preacher waited at the front under a white arch decorated with ivy, pink roses and baby's breath. Very feminine and very much her little sister. The stringed quartet were off to the right and played the music to serenade the event. At the nod from the preacher, Lydia started down the aisle. She would be met halfway by Samuel, another army buddy of Daniel's, who waited to escort her the remaining distance. He was tall, dark, and handsome. Now that she thought about it, all of the men Daniel considered friends were lookers. Especially Cody.
With a small push from Annie, Evelyn began her journey down the aisle toward Cody. She tried to not think about how Cody had captivated her from the first time they'd met. He did have a baby face—fuller cheeks, rosy lips and long, thick lashes framing the brown pools of his eyes. Soft black curls, even cut short, practically begged her to run her fingers through them. Any similarities to a baby, however, ended there. His body…full-grown, smoking sexy adult. Smexy, as she'd heard some of the younger women in the firm refer to a hot guy.
His smile, a goofy grin, greeted her and drew her into his web, just as he did that first time. The warmth from his body reminded her of the hot Indian sun over Marina Beach heating their skins. She stifled the grin trying to surface as she considered how they'd made their own heat during the cool of the night. Get a grip. No time for this kind of mess right now. She inhaled deeply to calm her nerves. A spicy, all-male scent wafted around her, adding to his charm.
"Stunning," he whispered through his smile.
Heat crept up her face. One well-chosen word from him and her insides melted. The memories threatening to tear down the gates she'd carefully constructed around her heart and emotions when she'd walked away from him and that night. She'd put those desires to bed—alone—at least a lifetime ago. Hormones. Yes, hormones explained her intense and immediate response to his nearness.
The rest of the ceremony whirred by in a blur. Her attention remained divided. Part watched her sister exchanging her vows, the other focused on Cody. She lowered her lashes and studied him. Mentally, she stripped away the tux, leaving only his briefs. Yes, briefs not boxers. One corner of her mouth quirked into a half grin. Actually, he preferred to go commando. She didn't remember complaining.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."
Daniel's arms surrounded Melodie as his mouth descended on hers. Her sister melted into his embrace. No wonder she didn't want to get married inside a church. That kiss would be rated NC-17 at least, maybe R.
"Eeeww, gross!" Annie and Jason's joint displeasure over the kiss echoed in the late afternoon air.
Laughter from the audience broke the newlyweds apart.
Daniel walked over and picked Annie up, giving her a big kiss on the cheek. "You should be used to us kissing by
"Jason will be waiting for you halfway down the aisle. Be sure you walk beside him and don't let him drop the rings."
Annie nodded. "I promise, Auntie Ev. I'll watch over my brave knight."
"I know you will."
A soft knock on the door signaled it was time.
Their smiling father appeared in the gap as the door opened. "Ready, ladies?"
"Ready, Dad. Have the mothers been seated?"
"Everyone is seated and anxiously awaiting the arrival of the bridal party."
"Then let's do this." Melodie grabbed Annie's hand and slipped the other in the crook of their father's arm.
Evelyn followed Lydia out of the church to the courtyard where the wedding would take place. Rows of white chairs, separated in the middle, formed the aisle the bridal party had been instructed to walk down. The preacher waited at the front under a white arch decorated with ivy, pink roses and baby's breath. Very feminine and very much her little sister. The stringed quartet were off to the right and played the music to serenade the event. At the nod from the preacher, Lydia started down the aisle. She would be met halfway by Samuel, another army buddy of Daniel's, who waited to escort her the remaining distance. He was tall, dark, and handsome. Now that she thought about it, all of the men Daniel considered friends were lookers. Especially Cody.
With a small push from Annie, Evelyn began her journey down the aisle toward Cody. She tried to not think about how Cody had captivated her from the first time they'd met. He did have a baby face—fuller cheeks, rosy lips and long, thick lashes framing the brown pools of his eyes. Soft black curls, even cut short, practically begged her to run her fingers through them. Any similarities to a baby, however, ended there. His body…full-grown, smoking sexy adult. Smexy, as she'd heard some of the younger women in the firm refer to a hot guy.
His smile, a goofy grin, greeted her and drew her into his web, just as he did that first time. The warmth from his body reminded her of the hot Indian sun over Marina Beach heating their skins. She stifled the grin trying to surface as she considered how they'd made their own heat during the cool of the night. Get a grip. No time for this kind of mess right now. She inhaled deeply to calm her nerves. A spicy, all-male scent wafted around her, adding to his charm.
"Stunning," he whispered through his smile.
Heat crept up her face. One well-chosen word from him and her insides melted. The memories threatening to tear down the gates she'd carefully constructed around her heart and emotions when she'd walked away from him and that night. She'd put those desires to bed—alone—at least a lifetime ago. Hormones. Yes, hormones explained her intense and immediate response to his nearness.
The rest of the ceremony whirred by in a blur. Her attention remained divided. Part watched her sister exchanging her vows, the other focused on Cody. She lowered her lashes and studied him. Mentally, she stripped away the tux, leaving only his briefs. Yes, briefs not boxers. One corner of her mouth quirked into a half grin. Actually, he preferred to go commando. She didn't remember complaining.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."
Daniel's arms surrounded Melodie as his mouth descended on hers. Her sister melted into his embrace. No wonder she didn't want to get married inside a church. That kiss would be rated NC-17 at least, maybe R.
"Eeeww, gross!" Annie and Jason's joint displeasure over the kiss echoed in the late afternoon air.
Laughter from the audience broke the newlyweds apart.
Daniel walked over and picked Annie up, giving her a big kiss on the cheek. "You should be used to us kissing by
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