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A minute alone

Eva“Come on, Ana,” my dad says to my mom, who’s hovering over Jonathan and I. “Let’s give them a minute alone.”She glares at him.“No, I will not leave me daughter. Anything they say, they say in front of me too.”“Ana,” my dad admonishes, his mustache quivering.My mom sighs and gets to her feet.“I will be right outside the door, mi amore,” she says and leans over to kiss my forehead. “You just holler if you need anything.”“Thanks Mom,” I whisper.My voice is hoarse and my throat is dry from the air conditioning. Ana and my father leave the room as Jeon grins at me from the corner of my hospital room.“Jonathan Masters,” she clucks, shaking her head. “I can’t believe you kept this from me, girlfriend! I’m going to get you back for this.”She pats Jonathan on the shoulder and also leaves. He looks a bit uncomfortable, but that’s to be expected. Meanwhile, Jonathan the kitten is staring at his namesake with adoring eyes, which looks a bit ridiculous since the cat is so small wherea

My heart overwhelmed with happiness

“I can’t believe it.”The ultrasound tech laughs.“Believe it, Dad. Congrats you two! I’ll let the doctor know that the baby is happy and healthy and he’ll take a look just to be sure as well. Would you like me to send in your family?”I nod as she starts unplugging everything and packing up. I’m still gazing at my love.“Are you sure this is what you want?”He nods slowly, his blue gaze never leaving mine.“Yes, more than anything. Are you sure you want me? After everything that’s happened? I understand if you don’t, Eva,” he says in a choked voice. “We started with lies, but I promise you, it’s going to be one hundred percent truth from here on out. I swear it.”I smile, tears filling my eyes“Of course I love you, Jonathan. I couldn’t help myself if I tried.”He looks awestruck and presses my hand to his lips just as my parents and Jeon barge into the room. Their faces are anxious.“How’s the baby?” my friend asks.“He or she is fine,” I say in a gentle voice. “There’s nothing wron

To fix my makeup

EvaOne year later.Jonathan and I are sitting in the back of a long limousine and I’m doing my best to get comfortable. Jonathan, who’s watching me hungrily, grins.“You’re going to have to stop fidgeting or I won’t be able to concentrate.”I look up at him in his tuxedo. He’s incredibly handsome and dashing, as always.“I’m not used to wearing dresses like this,” I say crankily, tugging at the stiff satin fabric. After all, the stylists Raisa hired to get us ready for Jonathan’s movie premiere put me in a red and black mermaid style dress with a tight corseted top. The gown is beautiful and I have to admit, when I was looking at myself in the mirror, I was astonished. My curvy figure looks amazing in this outfit. It’s sexy without being over the top at once. Jonathan nearly had a heart attack when I walked down the stairs of our hotel.Plus, my hair is loose and swept to one side, my curls held in place by a red flowered comb. Jonathan has been slowly brushing my bare shoulders wit

My happiness making me giggle

My husband-to-be groans and leans his head back against the seat, his bronzed throat tense. I carefully reach into the opening of his boxers and pull out his hard shaft. Taking the tip delicately in my mouth, I suck on it. I can feel Jonathan jerk and groan again. Overwhelmed with feelings of desire and power, I take him fully into my mouth, savoring the velvety hardness.“Oh shit,” Jonathan groans, his voice hoarse. “God Eva. It feels so good.”I continue to work him with my my mouth, sucking with ruby red lips. My cheeks vacuum inwards before I lap my tongue along that pulsating shaft. His breathing is ragged and he’s moaning my name over and over again. I can feel him growing harder in my mouth and know that he’s close. Then, I reach into his pants with my hand and gently squeeze his warm balls.“Oh God,” he gasps as orgasm floods into my mouth. It’s salty and sweet, and I swallow every drop like it’s the elixir of youth. Then, I finish licking the last of it off of his tip and slo

First date

Annas SavoieBesides my panting moans of pleasure, our house is perfectly silent in the wee morning hours. It’s the type of silence I’m craving all week long, missing Leon when his job takes him miles from home. He’s here now, his massive bare body stretched out below me, strong hands lifting me above his hungry mouth. I relish our private time together without interruptions, only bliss, where I don’t have to think beyond my mate’s tongue lapping across my most sensitive parts. I grip wads of hair, thick hair that covers Leon’s head. His thick curls pick up at chest level. I peek over my shoulder, following his navel and the trail that leads to perfection. All wolf-shifters are well endowed. The pure sight of his maleness pitches me toward climax, and I desperately want him inside of me.“You can have that when I’m done with you, baby.” Leon grips my ass, stilling my movement.He reigns in my concentration. Almost. It’s Leon’s way to see me sated first and foremost. On Saturdays. On S

I'm leaving

“I’d like to burn it. Everything is perfect except for the shit inside. It’s not dream material, it’s a dollar-store disaster. You deserve so much better.”One of Leon’s lingering issues from his childhood is money. Or rather lack of it. It’s why I’ve cut corners on our budget. “I’ve made adjustments so that we keep the cost as low as possible—”“And not only make me look commitment phobic, but also a cheap ass?” He jabs a hand at the book. “Paper plates? Fake flowers? BYO chairs? Christ, Annas, I don’t want this for you.”Tears well in my eyes. Is he saying he doesn’t want me or that he doesn’t want a wedding I worked a year to design? I sigh.I only get a weekend with him. Not even that after he sends me off with my sisters to shop and have lunch, giving me a break after a long week without help. I don’t want to waste these few hours arguing, but he’s left me no other choice when it comes to following my dreams to have a festive wedding. While I’m not looking like I’m wearing a wate

Right about that

Leon Elsecick“Leaving, now wait a minute.” I chase after Annas all the way to the car, Tate crying and trotting after me. Annas is a badass, and just sassy enough to teach me a lesson and push my boundaries at the same time. One thing about her, she doesn’t go back on her word. I have to take her threat seriously, all five feet of her, curvy hips and all. But fuck if I’ll pretend to like it. Maybe it’s her Savoie-colored glare or the thought of her removing my name tattooed on her ass that has me considering her ultimatum. “I proposed. I promised we’d plan a wedding together. But not like this. How am I supposed to pull off a wedding and reception without more than a day’s heads up?”She slides behind the driver’s seat, giving me a smile that doesn’t reach her eyes. “The bank closes at one p.m. I have a thousand dollars stuffed in my undie drawer that I’ve pinched from the food budget by clipping coupons. Stores open at nine. You’ll figure it out. I have faith.”Before I can stop her

The ring

It’s closer to one p.m. by the time we load the tables and chairs. “It’ll take us an hour and half to drive back home. Another hour to get the tables set up, check with the caterer, etcetera.”“We’re having meat, right?” Jaxson pokes his head to the front seat.I grip the steering wheel, white knuckles forming. “Yeah, I tweaked Annas’s hotdogs and potato salad potluck. I added ‘formal’ to BBQ, but it wasn’t easy.”Sitting upfront on the bench seat, Maxon elbows me. “You’re doing a great job. We pick up the cake, grab the ring, and head home. Plenty of time before you wed your bride.”Again, unease strikes me. I haven’t realized how Annas’s importance in my world goes beyond words. Her loss would kill me. I have to confront my fears, even if that’s not easy. I love her that much.The cake is no less of a masterpiece than expected. It’s three tiers, with pink and white peony flowers placed in a spiral pattern. “You say these candied petals are edible?”“That’s right,” the baker confirms

I'm anxious

Annas SavoieTears stream down my cheeks when I look in the wedding boutique mirror, spotting the woman I haven’t seen for a while. I used to wear dresses and heels instead of slippers and messy buns. I used to adorn the jewelry Leon gave me, wearing it like a trophy. Since Tate, I’ve traded multiple layers of gold and silver for rainbows of unknown forms of baby goo. And I love it. Don’t get me wrong. But seeing myself in my wedding dress, tingles of joy seem bittersweet. What if I’ve overstepped, and I lose Leon forever?“You look beautiful. The gown fits you perfectly, which is great, since we really don’t have time for alterations.” My sister, Bree, flips over the price tag and smiles, her hazel eyes dancing. “Another bonus.”I’m a new mom with a beautiful healthy son. A grieving mom, who misses the child she lost. A mom of a rainbow baby on the way. It’s all too much, and I’m feeling awful that I’ve pressured Leon, that I’ve kept my pregnancy from him, all because I’m scared. I’m

You're perfect

“He’s not coming,” I announce, feeling heartbroken. “You and mom should go. You have to be hungry, at least for more than crackers and cheese.”“We’re fine. The stars are beautiful tonight…” mom croons.I glance at Sadie. “Can you call Mamma Jean and tell her to put Tate to bed if he’s not already sleeping.”Mom sidles up to me, giving me a nudge. “Marriage is a test of patience. Its timing is not to be rushed if the true focus is love. Leon is a proud man. He may not have taken kindly to your threat of leaving him, but he’s not one to walk away. Neither are you.”Mom is my constant reminder of who I’m supposed to be. Not a restless soul but filled with faith and patience. Which is hard when you’re sitting in a lawn chair, waiting for your fated mate, who appears to have left you standing at the altar. I’m hurting, embarrassed, feeling stupid for forcing him to marry me, when, after all this fuss, I would rather be with him at home. I let my ego get the best of me. I let tradition tak

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