LOGIN“Mom and I were planning to play later,” Alexis said. “You can too if you want.” “Really? Thanks,” Caden immediately brightened. “…So you based the décor on the diner you used to work in,” Macey said after listening to Ava’s brief retelling of her past. “Were you thinki
Silas’s embrace tightened. He hated thinking about the trials she went through without him. Ava leaned against him relishing his comfort and support. Their past was not as important as their future. “You two aren’t going to go all kissy-face, right?” Theo asked. “We’re in public and
Two Months Later The restaurant was lively. Guests had been arriving for the past two hours eager for a unique dining experience. The staff was well-trained providing exceptional service despite the rush. They had been drilled in their duties by the restaurant’s manager, a tyrant the
She nodded. “Going down?” Silas repeated. “Just what have you three planned now?” “It was more like a hunch,” Lexi said. “Sean found something real interesting when he deep-dived Ryker Holdings. So we asked Duncan to keep an eye on someone, just in case.” “D
“Late? A test for what?” Silas asked not following. “Are you serious?” Tracy snorted a laugh. “Ava, you’re going to have to be a little clearer,” Opal chuckled. “Remember, it’s his first time.” Silas glanced from one to the other even more confused. Looking
“There you three are,” Tracy said as the trio returned to the party. “We were just about to send the search party to find you.” “Auntie Tracy, you’re so silly,” Alexis giggled. “How are you feeling mom?” Ava hugged her tight but Alexis didn’t feel any tension or strain in
Seeing her nervousness Silas reached for her clasping her hand in his. With a smile he kissed her knuckle beside her engagement ring before saying, “You have nothing to worry about. I’ll be with you the entire time and the moment you feel uncomfortable we’ll go.” “Won’t if reflect poo
“Fine. Is that it?” “The bad news. I think your kids have been up to their old tricks.” Silas got a sinking feeling recalling Duncan’s earlier warning, “What did they do?” “Well, good news is I can’t prove it was them so they’ve covered their tracks pretty th
Emerson slumped in his chair drinking deeply from his scotch glass. Leaning forward he refilled it from the crystal decanter on his desk. It was already half gone and he showed no signs of slowing down. Ever since the courtroom debacle he urged his lawyer to find another way to claim the kids, or
“Ava is that you? Why are you with Silas Prescott?” Grace Carlisle asked. “Mother,” Ava finally answered, “Silas is my fiancée…and my children’s father.” “Your…children?” “That’s right. If you want to know more Tracy knows how to get in touch with me. She al







