Only Her (A K2 Team Novel)(101)

Jake and Ryan headed straight to their wives, and heedless of all the attention on their group, grabbed their significant others, soundly kissing them. Riley shivered as Cody prowled toward her, his gaze locked on hers, reminding her of a wild cat on the hunt.

The man was seriously bone melting, and when he reached her, he bent his mouth to her ear. “Want to know what you do to me at the mere sight of you?” Without waiting for an answer, he pressed his erection against her thigh. “You should get me out of here before I embarrass us both.”

Fortunately, the team traveled light, so they didn’t need to go to baggage. Riley and Cody waved good-bye to their friends, and laughing and holding hands, they ran to the SUV she’d bought with her insurance money.

Cody took the keys from her as he backed her up to the door. “I missed you like crazy, darlin’. Not one more minute’s going by without a kiss.”

His duffel bag thudded against the pavement when he dropped it before cupping her face with his hands. He angled his head, stared into her eyes for a moment, then covered her mouth with his, and, oh God, she’d missed this—his mouth, his strong body pressed against hers, his scent, his taste.

After a long, devouring kiss, he raised his head. “I really am going to embarrass myself if we keep this up here. Let’s go home, darlin’, and get naked.”

Inhaling air back into her lungs, she laughed. “Sounds like a marvelous plan.”



The church Riley had chosen for their wedding was one of the smallest and oldest in Pensacola. It was quaint and charming, and as Cody stood at the front, waiting to see his bride for the first time that day, he glanced around at those in attendance. There for Riley was Mike Kilpatrick, sitting with Brooke, along with Michelle and Riley’s foster mother, Pat Haywood. His parents had arrived the day before, and he didn’t know if it was Riley’s influence or if he’d finally matured, but he was getting along with them better than he ever had.

The rest of the church was filled with his teammates, their wives, and the rest of the K2 staff. His professor mom, whom he’d never once seen cry, wiped her eyes with a pristine white handkerchief. He shared a smile with his father over that.

Ryan O’Connor, Cody’s best man, caught his attention as he searched his pockets. At Ryan’s frown, Cody narrowed his eyes. “If you lost the ring, I’m going to take you down right here in front of God and everyone in this church,” he whispered.

“You could try, dude.” He opened his coat and stuck his hand inside the pocket. “It’s here somewhere. Well, I thought it was,” he said as he tried another pocket.

“Doc, you better be kidding if you know what’s good for you.”

Ryan grinned and held up Riley’s wedding ring. “Scared you, huh?”

“You’re not funny, man.” The pianist began to play, and as everyone stood and looked to the back, Cody elbowed Ryan.

“Oomph.” Ryan rubbed his stomach.

They grinned at each other, then Cody turned. Maria, Riley’s matron of honor, walked down the aisle and came to the front. Next was the flower girl, Regan, Dani Kincaid’s daughter. She was adorable and seemed to take her job of dropping rose petals seriously. When she reached him, she stopped in front of him and smiled prettily as she handed him her basket, and then skipped to where her mother was sitting. Cody wondered what he was supposed to do with it.

“I’ll take it,” Maria said, and he handed it to her.

And then, there she was, his heart. As Riley walked down the aisle on the arm of John Haywood, her foster father, Cody thought he’d never seen anything more beautiful. Her hair flowed down her back in a beautiful cascade of curls, and the white scoop neck, off-the-shoulder dress she wore was elegant in its simplicity.

What he liked best, though, was that she only had eyes for him, and when she smiled, his heart bounced in a crazy dance. Her foster father put her hand into Cody’s, and then took a seat next to his wife.

Later in the day, if someone had asked him about his wedding, Cody wouldn’t have been able to tell them a thing. All he knew, all he cared about, all he saw was Riley. It wasn’t until Ryan nudged him and put the ring in his hand that his awareness of his surroundings returned. After the rings were exchanged, and they were pronounced husband and wife, he was told he could kiss his bride. He gave her a chaste peck on the lips.

“You can do better than that,” she said.

He gave an adamant shake of his head. “I don’t think I can stop kissing you if I start.” He seriously meant that, and hadn’t intended to make a joke, but from the laughter of their families and friends, everyone else seemed to think it was funny.