Tara Westover Husband Novels & Stories

"He was just really stressed and I kept ignoring his texts about the marriage. I pushed him too far I think." Art shook his head slowly. He pressed a bandage over the spot and closed the kit. "I changed my mind," he said looking straight into my eyes. "I'll take your offer, I'll be your husband on paper," he stared right into my soul's before adding, "and the wedding will happen tomorrow."

"Let's talk about that. You recently sold your home in California. Is this your home now?" Onscreen, Shasta sighed contentedly. "You know, I believe that home is more than a house or a location. It's people. People who know you and care about you. And yes, I've found that here. But we're looking for a house on the west coast. Work will still take me there from time to time." Terry arched an eyebrow. "And by we, you mean your fiancé, Blake Walker?" Shasta smiled slowly. "I do mean Blake." She looked thoughtfully across the water before returning her attention to the reporter. "And the truth is, we were married last month. He's my husband now."

He lowered his voice and said, “I don’t. I really don’t! You have to stop coming here, Lila. I’ll buy my own medicine.” She was about to say something, but he had already turned around and left. He might’ve been separated from Lisa, but they were still legally married. Moreover, Lila was his sister-in-law. There was simply no way he’d do unspeakable things with her. Mason was still there when Westley returned. His son was leaning on the couch, drinking his coffee, when he heard the door opening and saw his father. He looked a little distressed for having just argued with Lila.

“If I remember right, the open marriage was his idea. He even bragged about drafting a set of rules, one of them being that neither partner should ever know who the other was sleeping with.” Sharon arches a brow, arms folded. “Well, I guess he’s changed his mind.” I snort, though it feels hollow. “And his wife?” Sharon shrugs. “We don’t move in the same circles. There is no way of getting her side of things.” Well, I’ve heard her breath catch, and felt her skin tremble against mine. If anyone could ask, it’s me. But how the hell would I even start that conversation without giving myself away?

I couldn't stop. I fucked him until his legs shook. Until his voice gave out. Until I felt my own release building low and hot. I pulled out just in time and came all over his ass. White stripes against his flushed skin. Then I spanked him one last time and stepped back. He collapsed onto the couch, breathing hard, trembling against the armrest. I reached for my pants, but the news anchor stopped me cold. “Breaking news. Weston Group CEO Xavier Weston and his new wife, Aria Weston, have announced their upcoming honeymoon in Milan, Italy. The couple…”

They got married a year after they met, and they now have a 6 year old son, Kade, and four year old April Lily, whom was named after me; a Taurus. Gabriel was married to Tara, a single mom to an adorable three year old little girl, Taliah. We'd met them one day at the aquarium and Gabriel had been a love-sick puppy ever since. I'm still not sure what he did to find her, but he succeeded, and a month later, he brought her to a barbecue at our house. No surprise that she got pregnant a few months later, without them even tying the knot. They got married after the birth of their son Gavin who's now six years old.

Madam Turner wanted her to give birth to the child, but was it really a good idea? “Ms. Ella, there’s something else I haven’t told you. It’s that Ms. Yates and her former husband used to have a great relationship, and they would never have split up if her mother-in-law hadn’t meddled with things. Now that Ms. Yates is back in the country, I heard that her ex-husband often visits her and her children. They have children and are in love with each other. I think there’s a high chance they’ll get back together.”

“And next year, if the fates are willing, you’ll do the same.” If the fates are willing. Whether or not I’m willing isn’t her concern. I don’t address her remark. “I can’t wait to see Tara and Clare. And finally meet their mates.” All I know about them is what I could learn from a few brief phone calls. My family wasn’t supposed to be in contact with me while I was away in the mortal world, but my sisters and I have always been rule breakers. Tara’s husband, Josh, went to school with us and now owns a social media company valued in the hundreds of millions. Clare’s mate, Julian, is a partner at my father’s firm, which Ashton hoped to be, back when he chose me for his future mate. I wonder if

I replied, sitting back down while my wife came behind me to rub my shoulders. “What could be worse than that?” she queried. “Apparently, Tara’s husband is an abusive asshole and now I know Jay wants to save the damsel in distress,” I said, taking Ally’s hands to kiss as I pulled her to stand in front of me. “Oh shit,” she said as I kissed her round belly, “So if he continued with the plan, it’d be like he was kicking her while she was already down.” “Yup,” I said, leaning back in my chair as my wife sat on my lap.

The man she referred to was her husband, Nolan. "Is that a promise?" "Yeah, pinky promise," Hailey said, playfully pinching his cheek. Hailey stood up after making a promise with James and turned to Tara. "A-Are you really married to that man?" Tara stuttered, referring to Nolan. Hailey nodded quietly, with a smile. Tara never imagined her friend marrying into the most powerful family. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier," Hailey added. Tara nodded. "It's okay, as long as you're happy with him."