Invincible (The Trident Code) (16 page)

Deployment day was here. I
didn’t know how long I’d be gone, but at least seven months. Annie and I had spent a great month together. We were assigned a wonderful housing off base in Point Loma, near Liberty Station. It was a three-bedroom townhouse with a small yard for Trigger. I introduced Annie to all the SEAL wives and of course they loved her. They saw her just how I did. As a survivor. The SEAL wives had promised to keep her busy while I was away. Maybe I had been wrong about marriages in our community. Yes, most fail. But the ones that worked, were because of the strongest, most loyal women. And I knew Annie was stronger than them all.

Annie started taking college classes again. She was majoring in sociology, which sounded depressing and useless to me, but who was I to judge? I had a high school diploma and had no need for a
college degree. Annie also threw herself into yoga and volunteering at the animal shelter. Our love grew deeper by the day and for the first time since I’d become a SEAL, I dreaded deploying and leaving her.

Kyle and Vic would be deploying
with me. They were both still tragically single, which was ironic since I was the one of the three of us who’d been most dead set against a relationship.

Annie stood outside on our tiny balcony.
The breeze blew Annie’s hair off her face. She was wearing a sundress that showed off her tan skin. She looked up to me, and her crooked smile that I’d first noticed in the brothel melted me.

“I’m
going to miss you, Pat.”

“Me too.” I kissed her slowly. I need this kiss to take me through a long deployment.

Her arms wrapped around me. She held me tight, and nibbled my ear. I loved it when she did that. She reached out and grabbed my hand and led me to the bedroom.

I was about to undress her and make love to her for the final time before I left. But she stopped me and knelt in front of me on the bed.

She took me in her mouth, and I gasped. No condom, no barrier between us. I felt guilty receiving pleasure from her, so I hadn’t let her go down on me since the night in the brothel.

I stopped her and made her look at me. “You don’t have to do this Annie.”

“I want to, Pat. I missed you so much it hurt. I love you. I want to please you. I’m your wife.”

She wrapped her lips around me, her tongue dancing again. My mind flashed to that night in the brothel. We’d come full circle.
Same girl, same amazing technique. But this time, instead of imagining that she was my faithful, loving, girlfriend, that she lived for pleasing me, and that being with me even for just a few months out of the year was worth enduring the loneliness when I was gone, it was real. She was real. She was mine. She respected being a SEAL was my calling, and she didn’t want to change me. 

I pushed
her off me. I had something to tell her.

“I love you, Annie.
”

She squealed, probably thought she would never hear those words coming out of my mou
th. Hell, I never thought I’d say them.

But I meant it. I loved her.

She was no longer my mission.

She was my wife
.

The End

I would like to thank the love of my life, my husband, Roger, a real Marine hero. Thank you for being such a wonderful husband to me and the best daddy to our sons. For watching the boys while I write. For keeping me caffeinated during late night writing sessions. I love you.

To Nicole Blanchard. This book would not have been written without you. For your initial blurb challenge, to your endless tolerance for my what ifs, your social media prowess, your sex scene edits. But mostly for being such an amazing woman and friend.

I would like to thank my amazing editor, Deborah Halverson, for the fast edits and endless support.

To my two beautiful sons, Connor and Caleb for your smiles, your laughter, your hugs and kisses.

To my betas: Erin, Mia, Geri, Margreet, Feifei, Stacia, Linda, and Carly: thank you all for your honest critiques and making this the best story it could be.

My sister-in-law Susie Chulick, for motivating me to finish this book.

To all the wonderful bloggers who have promoted Invincible: Totally Booked, Aestas, Sinfully Sexy, Lezley-Lynn’s Book Blog, and the countless others that have posted about my book.

To Indie Sage Promotions for handling all the promotion for the book.

To all the fans who have written me about Invincible. Thank you for all your support.

Alana Albertson is a multi-award winning author and the former President of Romance Writers of America’s Chick Lit and Young Adult chapters. She holds a Masters of Education from Harvard and a Bachelor of Arts in English from Stanford. A recovering professional ballroom dancer, Alana currently writes new adult, contemporary romance and young adult fiction. She lives in San Diego, California, with her husband, two sons, and four dogs. When she’s not spending her time needlepointing, dancing, or saving dogs from high kill shelters through her rescue Pugs N Roses, she can be found watching episodes of House Hunters, Homeland, or Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders: Making the Team. Please visit her website at
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