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The moment he realized she was in serious danger…
he couldn’t protect her.
At forty-five years old, Navy Captain Micah Reid had never married, for good reason…no woman in her right mind would put up with him, and he wouldn’t tolerate the crazy ones. The secretive nature of his job as a commanding officer of thousands of SEALs working covertly around the world didn’t help relationships either. With a new job at the Pentagon, he vowed to spend his free time with his friends living in DC and helping them solve the murders of Gabriel and Marsha Davis — whose deaths keep leading to more questions than answers.
Berit Barker had earned every step of her way up the CIA ladder, no matter what the rumors claimed. She had worked twice as hard and three times as smart as her male counterparts while undercover in Third World countries, with the extra challenge of being a single mother. When asked to infiltrate a tight group of military friends in the DC area, she agrees, but only to find the true terrorists.
Friendship and lies never mix well,
but love and deception can be deadly.
A Moment Never Forgotten is the third book in the seasoned military romance Never Forgotten trilogy but is a standalone romantic suspense. This Navy SEAL romance features another of KaLyn Cooper’s strong heroines.
Buy this book today if you enjoy military romance, alpha silver foxes, and heroines who shatter glass ceilings.
This is the final book in this trilogy, the one that holds all the answers.
Berit Barker is CIA, her son Mak, is a SEAL and she has ‘adopted’ his team. As his team buries one of their own, she sheds some tears. Each one of these ‘boys’ were hers and she will always support them. Along with their Commander Evan Hubbard, there is an unexpected person at this funeral, Captain Micah Reid, Commanding Officer of Naval Special Warfare Group Two. He had been in the operations room when this team was ambushed.
Micah is in D.C. preparing for his move to a pentagon post and was attended because for a couple more weeks, these SEALs are his. He sort of recognizes Berit although he can’t quite remember where they met. It’s Berit who reminds him it was at another funeral, one where she was the liaison to the family.
This is a favorite scene.
“Commander Hubbard, sir, permission to hug my mom.” The anxious SEAL saluted Evan.
“Permission granted.” His friend of several years, and SEAL Team Two’s Commanding Officer, smiled as the heavily bearded man in his mid-twenties threw his arms around Berit Barker and lifted her off the ground. She lost one of her black low-heeled pumps but didn’t seem to care. The joy on her face said everything. She loved this young man.
“The petty officer we just buried was on Mak’s team,” Evan said in a low voice meant for only Micah. “He should still be in the hospital in Germany, but he and two of the less-injured men, insisted on accompanying the body back. They may be able to ship back the others next week.”
When the young sailor finally set his mother back on the ground, Evan called to him. “Mak, have you ever met Captain Reid?”
“No, sir.” He performed a perfect about-face and strode the three paces to face Micah. He came to attention and snapped a salute. “Petty Officer First Class Makensey Barker, sir.”
Micah returned the salute and the man in his mid-twenties lowered his right hand. If he hadn’t been carefully watching, he would have missed the slight wince. “What are your injuries?”
He heard Berit’s gasp but didn’t take his eyes off the man in front of him.
“Two broken ribs, flying debris grazed my right shoulder, and I’m still thirty-five percent deaf in both ears.” He squared his shoulders imperceptibly. “Nothing major. I’m good to go, sir.”
Micah nodded once. Those injuries were all to be expected given the explosion he had watched via satellite. He was confident that Evan would keep the squad stateside for at least six weeks while the men recuperated. Christmas stateside was a possibility in between training exercises. Slots would have to be filled with FNGs straight out of BUD/ s. Deciding where the Fucking New Guys would best fit in was no longer Micah’s job. He trusted Evan to rebuild Mak’s squad. In a matter of weeks personnel issues at Naval Special Warfare Group Two would no longer be his concern. He had orders to the Pentagon.
“No, you’re not good to go anywhere except to the hospital.” Berit’s declaration kept Micah’s brain from wandering into his future. She spun around and got into his face. “You are going to order my son, and the rest of his squad, to report tomorrow morning to Walter Reed Medical Center where they will undergo extensive testing to determine the precise extent of their injuries. None of them are fit for duty until their bones are completely healed.”
Petty Officer Barker looked ready to panic while Evan was visibly fighting to withhold a snicker.
“Sir, permission to remove my mother. And please forgive her. She’s used to ordering people around over at Langley.” His shoulders raised a fraction of an inch. “She’s kind of a big deal over there.”
“Permission denied.” Micah had never seen a woman defend a SEAL. He wasn’t sure he’d ever seen the mothering instinct displayed before in his life. He was both impressed and amused.
Micah’s mother had died when he was five and his father never remarried, so he had never seen a mother in action. It had always been just the two of them in the house on the shores of Lake Erie.
There were only two hundred seventy-two people who could give him orders and all except the President of the United States wore stars on their shoulders. Yet, this woman had just given him a direct order.
Through his peripheral vision, Micah could see all the eyes of the young sailors staring at him. He held her gaze. “Thank you, Ms. Barker, for your suggestion.” He purposely emphasized the last word. “I’m sure Commander Hubbard will take it under consideration… next week.”
He lifted his head, his gaze sweeping over all the young faces in Navy dress blue uniforms around him. He understood their emotions and knew they needed a break. “Gentlemen, since tomorrow is Friday, and I believe we have all been through enough today, liberty is granted until oh eight hundred Monday.”
“Ten hut,” Mak called out. Everyone wearing a uniform came to attention, even Micah.
“Sir, on behalf of the men, I would like to thank you.” Mak raised his hand in salute and all the SEALs followed.
“Sir, thank you, sir,” they said in unison.
Micah and Evan saluted back. “Enjoy your weekend, and for Christ’s sake, stay out of trouble. SEALs have been getting enough bad press lately. Dismissed.”
Cheers resounded as fists pumped into the air.
“I’ll meet you all back at Mom’s house.” Mak’s voice carried as they all but ran to their cars.
“It looks as though I need to stop by the grocery store on my way home. Best I be going.” Her smile was that of a proud mother.
“Commander Hubbard, it was a pleasure meeting you.” Berit had moved back into her warm yet professional persona.
“The pleasure was all mine.” Evan grabbed her hand and enveloped it in both of his, giving her his lady-killer smile that under other circumstances was almost a guarantee to get him laid. He was between wives, again, but Micah thought the man had more class than to troll for women at a funeral. On the other hand, there was something special about Berit Barker.
She returned a congenial smile. “Until next time.”
When she retrieved her hand, she thrust it toward Micah. “Captain Reid, it was nice to see you again. Perhaps next time we meet it will be under more positive circumstances.”
He shook her hand in the professional manner it was offered. “We can only hope.”
KaLyn Cooper. A Moment Never Forgotten: Never Forgotten Trilogy, Book Three (Kindle Locations 188-232).
Even with the sad circumstances there was much that amused me there and as this book progresses we find Berit and Micah in some very interesting situations.
Berit is also assigned to investigate Micah’s old team and the mission that ended Mason Sinclair’s life. Of the surviving members of that team only Logan and Teagan Jackson were know to her. Micah she’d met in passing but Elizabeth Saint Clare was an unknown, although she is a CIA translator, her husband Matthew also with the CIA in an assistant director position.
There are many hold your breath moments in this book, as well as some truly hilarious ones. More than a few surprises, one that revolves around Mak and his team. So much intrigue and suspense, that in all honesty I am surprised my fingernails survived to the end of the book.
Fun, emotional, scary, intriguing, suspenseful and romantic with some serious sizzle.
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KaLyn Cooper’s romances blend fact and fiction with blazing heat and heart-pounding suspense.
Twenty-two years as a military wife has shown KaLyn the world, and thirty years in PR taught her that fact can be stranger than fiction. She leaves it up to the reader to separate truth from imagination.
She, her husband, and Little Bear (Alaskan Malamute) live in Tennessee on a micro-plantation filled with gardens, cattle, and quail. When she’s not writing, she’s at the shooting range or on the river.