Moonlight Angel, an Ashton Grove novella

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The angel Adriel has faced hard decisions before, but deciding to give up his wings for the smallest shifter in the Ashton Grove pack was a no-brainer. All right, so maybe he shouldn’t have rushed things. Maybe he should have waited until they actually met, but after keeping tabs on her from Heaven for the past month, he knows she’s exactly what he wants.

Kinley Taylor, Aussie transplant and only sugar glider in the Ashton Grove pack, decided long ago she didn’t believe in mates. Well, not for her anyway. People are pairing up all around her, falling in love, binding themselves to one another, but she’s holding out for something more. No ordinary wolf or shifter is going to hold her attention, of that she’s certain. Imagine her confusion when she’s attracted to someone new in town – and he’s human! What would her dearly departed parents think of such a match?

Adriel is determined to show Kinley that he’s everything she’s ever wanted, and more than she’ll ever need. If he can’t persuade her with words, he’ll just have to keep his mouth occupied with other delights – like kissing her senseless.

*NOTE: If you read this before reading Moonlight Warrior, you’re going to be very confused

EXCERPT

Adriel stood before the Archangel Gabriel, hoping he wasn’t making a huge mistake. In his heart, it was the right thing to do, but so many things could easily go wrong with his plan. His fellow angels couldn’t believe what he was going to do, had in fact tried to talk him out of it, but Adriel wouldn’t be swayed.

He’d seen her once, across the battlefield during the demon war in Ashton Grove. The moment he’d laid eyes on her, something inside of him had shifted, warmed, and he’d felt a certain rightness as he gazed upon her. She’d fought valiantly, attacking the demons who chose to pick on her for petite size with gusto, her long blonde hair cascading down her back in a ponytail that whipped around with her movement.

Fighting the demons that came his way, he’d kept an eye on her, making sure no one dealt a deadly blow. When he saw two other packmates join her, he was relieved. The three women worked together, protecting themselves, hacking and slashing at anything that came their way. When the last demon fell, and all that could be heard were the painful moans and cries of the injured, Adriel’s gaze had sought her out once more, grateful she seemed to be okay.

He’d wanted to walk up to her, introduce himself, maybe even touch her sun-kissed skin that looked silky smooth. But he’d felt the pull of Heaven and knew that his time on Earth was at an end. With a heavy heart, he’d ascended into the Heavens, taking his place beside his brothers and sisters once more, left with nothing to do but observe those down below.

It had been a month now, and every day he watched the woman he’d learned was named  Kinley Taylor. He had watched over her, guided her actions, and made sure no harm came her way. And if he deterred an amorous male or two in the process, well, no one was the wiser. She deserved better than the horny wolves sniffing around her skirts.

Gabriel cleared his throat, bringing him back from his memories, his cheeks warming in embarrassment. One did not wander off, mentally or otherwise, when facing one of the archangels. They were God’s generals and oversaw the running of Heaven.

“Are you sure about this, Adriel? There’s no coming back from this.” Gabriel’s blue gaze drilled into him.

“I’m certain.”

“You would give it all up, for a human you don’t even know? What if she turns you away? Did you stop to think that maybe you aren’t her destined mate? Perhaps there’s a shifter out there, maybe even a wolf in the pack, who has been biding his  time to claim her.”

He felt a growl rumble out of him before he could think better of it. “No one will touch her! Kinley is mine!”

“If you go through with this,” Gabriel said, “your only way back into Heaven is to live a life without sin. I can read your thoughts, Adriel. You’ve already sinned over and over in your mind. If you do this, you may never see Heaven again. Are you willing to take that chance?”

He stiffened his spine, lifted his chin, and stared Gabriel right in the eyes. “Yes. I’d rather have one lifetime with Kinley, than an eternity without her.”

Gabriel sighed. “Very well.”

Adriel held still as Gabriel reached out and placed his fingers against his forehead. There was a warmth that suffused him from head to toe; then, the world tilted. Heaven fell away, and Adriel was free-falling to Earth, his wish having been granted. Pointing his feet toward the ground, he landed with a thud that vibrated through his whole body. There was a slight indention in the ground as he moved toward the road in front of him.

To the left, lay an open two-lane highway with nothing but trees and hills. To the right, the most beautiful thing he’d seen yet today–Welcome to Ashton Grove. He smiled at the sign and began walking toward town. Now that he was here, he didn’t have a plan. He couldn’t very well walk up to Kinley, declare himself her mate, and cart her off to the nearest bedroom, much as he’d love to. It just didn’t work that way.

As he meandered the streets of Ashton Grove, he found himself on the doorstep of none other than Colin Tierney. He shouldn’t be surprised, really. He’d gotten to know Colin rather well when they prepared for the war. Maybe the wolf would have some idea as to what he should do. Adriel had nothing – no clothes, no money, no job. Heck, he didn’t even know where he was going to sleep tonight. Perhaps this hadn’t been the best laid out plan ever, but he was here now, and he wasn’t leaving anytime soon. Not unless the pack forbade him from seeing Kinley. He hadn’t thought of that before.

He rang the bell and waited patiently. When the door opened, a tousled Colin answered, and he winced, realizing he’d probably interrupted a rather delicate time for the couple. It was nightfall, after all.

“Adriel,” Colin asked, his brow furrowed, “What are you doing here?”

“I’m not exactly certain. I just started walking, and this is where my feet led me.”

“Walking?”

“A lot has changed since  we last saw one another.”

Colin shoved the door open further. “I think you should come in. Kendall will be happy to see you.”

Adriel wiped his feet on the mat and brushed past the wolf. The last time he’d been in their home, it hadn’t been under the best of circumstances. Now, he took the time to look around, taking in his surroundings. The furnishings were comfortable; their home, inviting. He could see Kendall’s subtle touches here and there, in a vase of flowers or set of knick knacks–things only a woman would think to add.

“Why don’t you have a seat?” Colin gestured.  “I’ll go get Kendall.”

Adriel obligingly made himself comfortable on the sofa, . He was starting to wonder how he was going to pull this off. When he’d asked to be made human, he hadn’t thought about his daily needs. Having been created an angel, he’d never had to eat or drink, never had to worry about a roof over his head, or a change of clothes. What could one of God’s soldiers possibly do here on Earth? He no longer had any of his heavenly powers or connections. He was human, with all that that entailed.

Kendall stepped into the room, giving him a warm, welcoming smile.

“Adriel, it’s so nice to see you.”

He rose and gave her a hug. “It’s good to see you, too. I’m sorry to just show up on your doorstep like this, uninvited and unannounced.”

“You’re always welcome in our home,” she responded.

“What brings you back to Ashton Grove?” Colin asked. “There aren’t more demons coming, are there?”

“No. Nothing like that. At least, not that I know of.”

Colin laughed. “And here I thought you knew everything.”

Adriel rubbed the back of his neck. “Not anymore. I’ve sort of been expelled from Heaven.”

Kendall’s eyes widened. “Expelled? But… what did you do?”

“I asked to be made human, so I could be with someone special.”

Colin smiled broadly. “You’re in love? How splendid! Who’s the lucky lady? Anyone we know?”

“Yes. Well… about that. She doesn’t know me, has never met me. Not officially, anyway. I’m sure she knows of me, but…” He sighed. “I’m in love with a woman who doesn’t know I exist.”

“You gave up Heaven for someone you don’t even know?” Kendall asked. “Adriel, how could you do such a thing? What happens if she never returns your love?”

“Then, I’ll have given it all up for nothing,” he said softly. “But I have to try. The moment I saw her, I knew she was special, that I wanted to be with her. Angels have been left to roam the world for far less than falling in love. At least I had a good reason to become human.”

 

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Do you plot?

As I’ve gotten to know various authors over the past six years, I’ve come realize that we all approach writing a little differently. Some plot, some don’t. A few even do a partial plot, then let creativity take over. If you write, what approach do you use?

Personally, I don’t plot. Not because I can’t, but… well, it doesn’t do me any good. I’ve tried to plot before. Really, I have. I had a terrific plot one time, had the whole book lined out chapter by chapter, even had a detailed list of what happened within each chapter (complete with quotes!). It was pretty. But somewhere in the midst of writing chapter one, something happened. My characters didn’t behave the way they were supposed to behave. The heroine didn’t fall in love with the hero, in fact, she couldn’t stand him! As her personality began to develop, it became quite obvious I’d paired her with the wrong brother.

As I ripped out those sheets of notebook paper, with my beautiful outline on them, and tossed them into the trash, I actually felt a sense of relief. I no longer had to worry about whether or not X,Y, Z was going to be accomplished in chapter two, or if everything was going to be on track for the events coming up in chapter three. No, instead, I just let the words flow. My characters took on lives of their own, whispering to me as I wrote, telling me their stories as I rushed to get them on paper. I wasn’t focused on the end result anymore and just let the story happen. It wasn’t a goal, a job, it was a form of creative expression and an emotional release.

Now, while I love to write this way, because there is a certain rush to it when everything is falling into place so nicely, there is also a downside. What happens when the characters aren’t speaking to you? Well… you hit a dead end until someone starts talking again. I’ve gone days without writing, but then an idea will pop in my head, or someone will whisper something to me that lights me on fire again and off I go.

While I do track how many words I write per day (I have a pretty spreadsheet just for my writing!), and I do set daily goals, I try to go with the flow. If I don’t write one day, so what. Maybe my brain needed a break that day and I just didn’t realize it. Yes, there are deadlines to meet, but I’ve found that if you force the words out, the end result isn’t nearly as pretty as when they just happen. Or at least, that’s the case with me.

So… do you plot? Or do you write by the seat of your pants?

 

Night’s Embrace (a vampire novella) is Now Available!

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Annabel is ready to give herself to Poe, body and soul. But will he accept her offer?

Just as Annabel is ready to end her life, an amazing man comes to her in the dark of night. Her body responds to him and she finds that she wants him more than she’s ever wanted anyone. Allowing him to make love to her, she decides that she’ll do whatever he asks, as long as he’ll keep her with him — even if he is a vampire.

EXCERPT

The darkness rolled in like dark clouds in a thunderstorm.  The inky black night surrounded me, wrapped me in its embrace.  It had been a month since “the incident” had happened, and while it might seem minor to some, it was the final nail in my coffin. I had tried to carry on, but I couldn’t take another thing life had to throw my way. If I’d been able to afford a psychologist, I’m sure he would have diagnosed me with some fancy term and prescribed me a bottle of pills. Instead, I was taking matters into my own hands.

The hair on the back of my neck stood on end, letting me know I wasn’t alone.  I knew I should be afraid, yet I wasn’t.  I couldn’t bring myself to care enough to be frightened.  The numbness had spread through me, leaving nothing but emptiness inside of me, a large echoing cavern that I couldn’t fill.

I felt a puff of breath against my skin.  A chill raced down my spine as my eyes stared sightlessly ahead, the dark impenetrable.  I didn’t know what was to come, but I stood stoically, waiting to see what would happen. It couldn’t be any worse than what I had planned for myself.

Soft lips trailed down my neck to my shoulder.  Teeth softly brushed against my skin.  I felt a small prick against my neck and then warmth spread through me.  I closed my eyes, a sigh on my lips.  Whatever was happening, it felt right.  Arms encircled my waist as they pulled me against a tall, hard body.  Muscles bulged in the arms that held me gently.  A lover’s embrace.

Fluid trailed down my neck and my captor lapped it up like a kitten drinking milk.  “So sweet,” said a husky voice that left chills on my flesh.

“Who are you?” I whispered.

“It doesn’t matter.”

He turned me to face him.  I looked up into fathomless gray eyes, the color of a winter morning, set in a pale face.  He had a long elegant nose that led to full lips.  Shaggy brown hair fell past his shoulders.

When he smiled, I saw canines that were long and pointed.  Vampire my mind said, but I shook the thought away.  Vampires weren’t real.  My hand drifted to my neck and I felt the two small pinpricks.  A breath caught in my throat as I stared up at him in surprise.  Or were they?

“You’re a vampire,” I heard myself say in a quiet voice filled with wonder.

“Yes.” He watched me intently, probably expecting me to scream at any moment. And had I been anyone else, I might have. But a woman willing to die was another matter all together.

I tipped my head to the side, exposing my neck to him once more.  “Do it.  Go ahead and end it.”

He looked puzzled and slightly taken aback. “Do what?”

“Bite me.  End my life.”

He shook his head and looked exasperated. “Silly creature, why would I want to end your life? I feed to live, not to kill.”

To my humiliation, I felt tears gather in my eyes and slip silently down my cheeks. “Please,” I begged.  “I can’t go on living this way. I’m tired of feeling empty.”

I felt his intense stare as if he could see right through me.  I wondered how long it would take to make a decision.  Did I not taste good?  Was there something wrong with my blood? Or was there just something wrong with me?

“Why do you feel empty?” he finally asked.

“If I knew, I wouldn’t feel this way.  I only see shades of gray and darkness.  When I wake up, all I want to do is close my eyes and sleep until another day has passed.  I go through the motions, smile at people when I should, but it’s all meaningless.  Inside I feel like there’s a void, a giant black hole in the middle of my soul sucking the life right out of me.” It wasn’t that I wanted to feel the way I did. I just hadn’t had a reason to be happy.

He grinned. “So you have a vampire in your soul?”

I hadn’t really thought of it that way, but it made a sort of crazy sense to me. “Yeah, I guess I do.”

His long fingers reached out and stroked my jaw. “You’re too beautiful to die.”

Beautiful?  Me?  I wanted to laugh, but also wanted to cry.  I couldn’t remember the last time someone had seen me as beautiful.  I certainly didn’t see myself that way.  When I looked in the mirror, I saw nondescript brown hair, plain brown eyes, and average facial features.  I saw a body that was too plump to be fashionable, rounded in more places than it should be.  What was beautiful about me?

He stared into my eyes as if reading my thoughts.  And perhaps he could.  Before I knew what he was doing, he leaned forward and brushed his lips against mine. They were petal soft and chilled to the touch.  His mouth moved over mine, coaxing me to join in his dance.

A spark ignited inside of me, a small glowing ember.  Warmth spread through my soul and for the first time in years, I was happy to be alive.  This dangerous, deadly, gorgeous man made me feel more alive than any of my family or friends had in a long time.  Nothing in this world had felt half as right as being kissed by him. It amazed me how I could feel so much in just one kiss. It wasn’t like I hadn’t been kissed before, because I had, but Poe’s kiss put all the others to shame. With just one kiss, he pushed aside my thoughts of killing myself.  I’d come to the cavern so no one would find me. I knew my landlady wouldn’t be able to handle finding a dead body. She was sweet and I didn’t want to do that to her. And I didn’t have any family or friends to speak of. Just an ex who kept showing up repeatedly, no matter how many times I pushed him away.

With just one kiss, Poe had given me a gift. The gift of hope. I’d felt bleak and hopeless for so long that I’d forgotten what it felt like to want to live. But with one kiss, he’d given all that back to me, and more. As if he were a drug, I found that I wanted more. Kissing Poe was the equivalent of basking in the sunlight.

 

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The Ashton Grove Werewolves

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Moonlight Protector – Ashton Grove Werewolves, Book 1

Cole Andrews, biologist by trade and werewolf by blood, is tired of being alone. He and his two brothers live in the large Victorian home that had belonged to their parents. He’s always wanted to find his mate and start a family. Now that he’s in his thirties, he’s starting to give up hope. He’s already seen all of the women available in his small town of Ashton Grove and so far none of them are “the one.”

Marin Thomas is fleeing for her life. After being abducted and held hostage, she is determined to escape the maniac once and for all. Stealing his car, she travels as far and as fast as she can – until a car accident lands her in some woods near Ashton Grove, Georgia. Fighting for her very life, she finds herself begging a wolf for help.

Is Marin the mate that Cole has been waiting for? Or will she end up with one of his brothers? One sniff tells him that she belongs to his pack. The only question that remains is who will win her heart?

Moonlight Hero – Ashton Grove Werewolves, Book 2

Alpha werewolf Gabriel Andrews is stunned when his mate comes bursting through the door of his garage. Running from a ravenous vampire, Kiera is happy to see the hot mechanic. A confrontation between the couple and the vampire forces Gabriel to announce Kiera as his mate. When the vampire throws down the gauntlett, demanding that Gabriel and Kiera marry in order to prove that she’s really the alpha’s mate, Gabriel is only too happy to agree. Kiera on the other hand has her doubts. Coming from a small town in Tennessee where werewolves do not assocaite with other shifters, the little werefox can’t believe that Gabriel could really want her in his life.

Will these two have a happily ever after? Or will Kiera’s past life and an angry vampire keep them apart?

Moonlight Guardian – Ashton Grove Werewolves, Book 3

Michael Andrews is the last of his brothers to find his mate. He’s played it tough, trying to convince his family that a mate is the last thing he wants, that he enjoys having a different woman every week. In reality, he’s afraid. He wants to find his mate and thinks he may already have, but what if he won’t be a good husband? Maybe he just isn’t made to love someone.

Chloe Stevens is on her last leg. She found a guy she thought was great, only to end up pregnant and have the guy vanish into thin air. Then she lost her job and consequently, her car. Now she’s facing eviction. Five months pregnant, no job, no car, and now no home have forced Chloe to do the one thing she swore she wouldn’t… contact the father of her baby. She may have just been a fling to Michael, but their few days together had meant more to her.

When a pregnant Chloe shows up looking for Michael, he’s stunned to find out that he’s going to be a father. It appears that fate is determined to put the woman in his path. But is Michael willing to fight for Chloe when another werewolf decides to claim her?

Moonlight Champion – Ashton Grove Werewolves, Book 4

The last thing Connor Tierney expected was to have his mate dumped in his lap – literaly! After a hard day at work, Connor is relaxing when Aislinn Walsh materializes in a ray of light. Seeing at once that she’s injured, he does all he can to help her.

Aislinn has been married to an abusive husband for the past year. When she finds out she’s in Aston Grove, she finds it unbelievable. Even more unbelievable is the handsome man taking care of her. Claiming to be her mate, does she date trust him with her heart? She’s been waiting a long time for a knight in shining armor. Little did she realize it would be a night in furry armor!

 

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An Interview with Bane

Today we have Bane with us, visiting from Entwined, an Intergalactic Loyalties novella.

Tell us a little about yourself, Bane.

Well, I’m an inventor on the planet Keshpa. Or rather, that’s what my neat, organized, ordinary, boring life was like for the longest time. Recent events have changed things a bit.

Do you prefer books or movies? Do you have a favorite?

We don’t have movies on Kespha, but we do have books. Not anything you’d be familiar with, of course. However, I do have a selection of Earth titles I’ve picked up for the love of my life. I wasn’t really sure what she would prefer, so I decided to play it safe and pick up a variety of things. I’d have to say I’m rather partial to the romances and the mysteries.

If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

I’ve always been more of a lover than a fighter, more of a scientist than a warrior. When my love’s life became endangered, I wanted to rush off and save her, but I was ill equipped for the job. Didn’t stop me from going after her, just the same, but I wish I’d had some training.

What is your relationship with your family like?

I’ve always been close with my brothers. My parents are no longer with us so we’ve had to rely on each other for a while. It wasn’t until this past year that I ever coveted something one of them had, but when Arko purchased Ari I was so envious, so jealous I couldn’t see straight. The moment I laid eyes on Ariana, I knew that she was special, that she was the one woman I wanted to have in my life, permanently. It didn’t matter that slaves couldn’t be bonded to us – that’s your version of marriage – all I knew was that I had to have her. I think I hid it well though, as Arko asked me to escort her around town on many an occasion. I tried to keep things friendly with my brother and not show him my feelings about the situation, but I don’t know if I succeeded or not.

What do you like best about Ariana?

What isn’t there to like? Her hair reminds me of a sunset, the deep coppery tresses tumbling down her back in waves. Skin so soft, you’d think you were touching satin, and such a beautiful shade of ivory. And she’s sweet! I’ve never met a sweeter woman. But I guess if I had to choose just one thing, it would be her heart. Ari has the biggest heart of anyone I’ve ever met. She’s kind, forgiving, and loving. Not to mention selfless.

What would make you happier than you are right now?

Starting a family with Ariana. I can’t think of anything I’d love than to see her swollen with our child, perhaps a precious daughter with her beautiful green eyes, or a son with her coppery locks. I wouldn’t care as long as Ari was the mother.

Well, thank you for joining us today, Bane.

If you want to hear more about Bane and Ariana, be sure to check out Entwined (Intergalactic Loyalties #1) from Changeling Press!

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She’s his everything, and he’s nothing without her.

Bane has wanted Ariana since the first moment he met her, except she belongs to his brother Arko. When a tragedy happens, Bane steps forward to claim Ariana as his own, but Keshpan law states a slave can never be a bonded mate. That isn’t going to stop Bane from loving her every day for the rest of his life, though.

When Ariana is kidnapped by space pirates, Bane is determined to rescue her, no matter the cost. But things are getting bad back home on Keshpa. A political storm is brewing that just may rip Ariana from his arms the moment he returns with her. Bane will walk away from everything he knows to have the woman he loves by his side.

My Writing Process

I was tagged by author Ashlynn Monroe to talk about my writing process.

Currently, I’m working on two projects, and they are as different as night and day. A cowboy menage and a sci-fi erotic romance. The cowboy story doesn’t have a home yet, but the sci-fi piece is being written for Changeling Press and will be #2 in my Intergalactic Loyalties series. I’m having a blast writing both and hope to have them finished by the end of the month, first week of March at the latest.

I was asked how my work differs from others in this genre (or genres), and I’m honestly not sure. I write from the heart, but then most authors do. I try to write romance with a dash of suspense and a bit of action, regardless of the genre. I’ve been known to write anything from a damsel in distress to a kick ass heroine who didn’t need anyone to take care of her – the hero had to work very hard to win her over in Not My Shifter.

Why do I write what I write? Well, I generally write what I like to read. And I read just about all genres of romance and erotic romance. You have to feel passionate about your work, I think that’s the main key. If you don’t love what you do, others will know and your story will fall flat and lack that sparkle that draws readers in.

My writing process is simple. Get a million ideas in my head, select one, and pull up a fresh word document. The words and images just start coming to me, and sometimes my fingers can’t keep up with my brain, but I do my best. I’m a write-by-the-seat-of-my-pants type of writer, which means I never plot. All right, I won’t say never. There was that one time, but it didn’t end so well. After chapter one, I threw the plot out the window and just went with my instincts as the story began to unfold. My characters usually have a mind of their own, so while I may think they’re going to follow path A, they opt for path B – which is uncharted and they end up going down a road with no clear destination in sight. Some say that isn’t a good way to write, but it seems to be working for me so far. Obviously I know there’s a happily-ever-after at the end, but aside from that, I just let my Muse guide me – which means I have to feed her lots of coffee and sugar! Otherwise, she revolts and I go days without writing a word. I hate those days.

Well, I was supposed to tag three more people, but the one author I talk to fairly often that I know has a blog is the one who tagged me… so I won’t be tagging anyone. But feel free to check out Ashlynn Monroe on Facebook. I’m sure she’d love for you to visit.

For Now and Always – the final chapter

Chapter One was posted February 17th

Chapter Two was posted February 18th

Chapter Three was posted February 19th

Epilogue

A year later

 

Jenny and Alex had been married for six months.  It seemed like a lifetime ago that he had come to her apartment to apologize to her.  After they had finally come up for air, Alex had asked her to marry him… and Jenny had accepted.

As she put dinner on the table, she glanced at the clock again.  Where was Alex?  He should have already been home.

Jenny picked up the phone to call and check on him when she heard the front door open.  Rushing through the house, she smiled when she saw him.

“I was getting worried.”

He grinned at her. “I’m sorry.  Traffic was horrible.  I should have called, but I was in a hurry to get home.”

Alex walked over and pulled Jenny into his arms, kissing her.  If he lived to be a thousand, he would never tire of his wife.  Every day with her was special, filled with love, laughter and smiles.

“Why don’t you come to the kitchen for dinner?  I just put everything on the table.”

Following his delectable spouse to the back of the house, he was surprised.  There were candles lit around the kitchen, giving it a cozy romantic feel.

“Everything looks wonderful, honey.  What’s the special occasion?”

Jenny slowly walked to him and placed her hands on his chest.  “I went to the doctor today.”

His brow furrowed and he looked at her in concern.  “Are you okay?  I know you haven’t been feeling well, but I thought it was just a flu bug.”

Jenny shook her head.  “Not exactly.”

Alex was starting to get worried.  What was wrong with her?

“Jenny, please tell me what’s wrong.”

She gave him a hesitant smile.  “I’m pregnant.  You’re going to be a daddy.”

Alex stared down at his wife in shock.  Pregnant?  She was having his baby?

A huge smile broke across his face and he picked her up and swung her around.  Laughing, he smiled down at her and kissed her soundly.

Jenny laughed. “I take it that you’re pleased?”

“Very much so,” he murmured against her lips.  Alex kissed her until they were both gasping for air.

“I love you, Jenny.  I’ve loved you since I first met you.  I’ll love you for now and always.”

 

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