Novels by Adrienne Peterson

Meredith was thoroughly enjoying the garden party. There were immaculate flowers, greenery and shrubs delicately sprinkled around the greenest lushest lawn Meredith had ever seen. She had gotten so many compliments on her outfit. Of course, she gave all the credit to Brayden who had picked it all out. Brayden charmed all the women without even saying anything, when he did they were almost faint.Meredith shook her head at it all and went about the party trying every bit of the au d'oeuvres that were presented. If she found one that was exceptional she would pop it in Brayden’s mouth. Brayden didn’t complain because he loved watching Meredith doing this little dance of the foodie.The Baxton’s finally caught up with Meredith and Brayden near the sushi station where Meredith was trying a mini dragon roll. Brayden was talking to a well known architect and promising to stop by and take a look at his home designs.“I see you two made it okay,” Dave Baxton greeted he chuckled watching Mere

Meredith and Brayden had finished their fourth and last jump of the day. They had been at the Chicagoland Skydiving Center for nearly the whole day. They were having so much of a fun time it felt like time flew by and before they knew it they were on jump four and starting to wear out a bit.They thanked Steve and scheduled to come back in a week to go over more ground training and get some more jumps in. Then they headed on their way.“I’ll drive. You’re exhausted, babe,” Brayden said and he opened the passenger seat for Meredith to get in.“It’s just an excuse to drive my car.”“Maybe”“Did you like it really?” Meredith asked with a yawn as Brayden slid into the driver’s seat.“I loved it! I think we should do jumps on Saturday and Sunday. Eight jumps a week and we can get to two hundred in no time.” Brayden looked like he was grinning, which to anyone else would look like a small smile. Meredith knew her husband was excited and so was she. Brayden drove towards Schaumburg and foun

Meredith woke up earlier than usual for a Saturday. She had a long night and had only managed to squeeze in a few hours of sleep. Still she felt refreshed and with excitement that her husband was slightly afraid of. He of course had been up long before she opened her eyes.Brayden recalled the kayaking date, which was fun with a hint of danger being him falling into the river with Meredith laughing. But that was nothing compared to her jumping down the Swiss Wall. And while they were separated Brayden had no idea what Meredith had been up to. Jacob had been very vague with his reports.Brayden, who wasn’t sure how to dress for wherever Meredith was taking them, opted for casual attire. He wore a pair of Bruno Magli Italian leather sneakers in a dark burnished chestnut color. He had on a pair of Brunello Cucinelli navy cashmere creased sweatpants and a white Tom Ford t-shirt under a black The Row cashmere zip up hoodie.He followed Dino into the kitchen where he first fed Dino then pre

Meredith and Brayden took the elevator down to Brayden’s office. Brayden seemed to be deep in thought so Meredith decided not to interrupt. Finally just as they entered Brayden’s office he turned to her and raised an eyebrow.“What?” Meredith asked, confused.“What’s going on tomorrow?” Brayden asked in a serious tone.“I just decided to pick up a new hobby and thought it would be great if you came with me,” Meredith gave her best I’m-an-angel smile and puppy dog eyes.“As long as you aren’t planning on jumping off the side of a mountain again.” Brayden moved in close to his wife and searched her eyes.“Not at the moment,” Meredith smirked. Brayden leaned in to kiss the smirk off Meredith’s face. She reached around his waist and he wrapped her in his embrace as they both sighed a calming peaceful sigh simultaneously.“If you want to move back to the condo let’s make it happen.” Brayden conceded. “I don’t care where I live as long as I’m with you.” Meredith looked up into Brayden’s sin

Meredith was on her way out the office to have lunch with Brayden before they went to see his father to talk about the CEO position. Brayden had felt very strongly about securing the title. So much so that he had coerced a random stranger in the elevator into marrying him. Meredith sighed in relief as she walked out of her building and saw Sean waiting with the familiar Mercedes to take her to the Maxwell Sharpe building. She had on her black belted pleated short sleeve Burberry dress and her strappy Louboutin stiletto sandals. “It’s good to see you, Sean. Thank you.” Meredith said as she reached the car. “It’s good to see you too, Mrs. Maxwell.” Sean responded. Meredith smiled and got into the car and they were soon on their way. Meredith was slightly nervous about

Meredith felt that familiar thumping and the pounding through her body as her feet hit the treadmill mat in her building’s workout room. She looked out the window at the natural light shining in the already bright workout space and smiled. She no longer needed to run as an escape or to be strong enough to push things down in order to be a perfect Maxwell. This time she had chosen Brayden and they truly were a united team going into things. As she was running she remembered her parents’ had been suspicious about her relationship with Brayden. Maybe they should look for a new home. It would be weird if Meredith had told her parents that they were getting a new place and they just kept the old one. Meredith shrugged to herself, and started her cooldown. Technically her apartment was a new place for them. And t

"Maybe we can help distract each other," Jackson suggested. "Mmm." She moaned as he kissed her again, closed the door without leaving and carried her to bed. Chloe thought at long last something good would come of all this turmoil she had been through. She was tired of all the craziness and just wanted to have a night where she didn’t have to think about her dead husband, or neighbors, or the neighbors brother stalking her and running her down. “Aaahh..” Jax had somehow already stripped Chloe down to her bra and panties and had been squeezing her breasts like two stress balls before he pinched her nipples hard. “Can I?” Jax suddenly stopped and asked in a hoarse voice if he could take her bra off. Why now was he asking? He hadn’t asked about anything else.

Meredith had followed Brayden through the closet where the bedroom was. A large king sized bed sat in the middle of the room against the left wall facing a window to the right. There was a white sheer curtain that was on a round track that encircled the bed. The curtains were pulled back and framed the bed on either side.There was a small seating area past the bed but Meredith was more concerned with the bed in front of her. She sighed a sigh of relief and as she went around to the other side of the bed as she left Brayden’s side their hands drifted apart.Meredith sat on the bed then turned to Brayden and he nodded. She followed him back into the closet where he opened a bag and pulled out a smaller bag and handed to her and he guided her to the bathroom that was connected to the closet by a door in the middle of the closet on the same wall as the bedro

** Author's Note: This isn't the end of Chloe's odd circumstances. She will return soon. Please make sure to add this novel to you collection so you are notified on the next series of events. Coming soon to a goodnovel near you (0.0) ** Chloe sat in the terminal waiting for her plane to board thinking or trying not to think of the past few weeks, or the past few months. She was pushing everything to the back of her mind hoping it wouldn’t surface anytime soon. She wanted to move on and move forward if at all possible. She was focusing on imagining her future when she heard someone clear their throat. “Uh, excuse me do you mind?” She looked up and saw a tall, lanky man with short shaggy curly brown hair. He had brown beady, almost dead eyes and fuzz that resembled a sort of illusion of a beard gone wrong. He was wearing a red

Chloe woke up on New Years Day and got washed and dressed. She gathered up anything she forgot to pack before or had taken out of her luggage and then made breakfast for her and her house guest, soon to be house sitter, Kat.Kat came in and ate and then went off to get washed and dressed as well. It was five minutes to ten when Darren showed up with a briefcase. He explained all the paperwork as she signed for her transfer to the L.A. office."We are still on holiday break until next week, and then it will take about a week to get your new office set up," Darren told her. "I will call you beforehand to confirm the particulars but expect to begin a week from next Monday.""Thank you, Darren," Chloe said, leading him to the door just as Kyle knocked on it. She introduced them then poi

Chloe woke up on a stretcher in front of Veronica and Gerri's old house. She blinked a few times then wrinkled her nose at the lingering burn of the smelling salts. As much as she disliked them she was getting used to them. She looked up to see an EMT looking back at her, and he flashed a light across her eyes. "Are you okay?" He asked her. "Yes, yes I'm fine Josh. My name is Chloe Harris I'm thirty, and I want to go home." "Fine by me." He told her with a smile. "I want to make my wife’s new years eve party if I can."

Chloe woke up, she was in a family room of a split level house. She recognized it almost immediately as Veronica Moulton's. It was the house Veronica lived in with her mother, Gerri before they both got married and moved out. Gerri had gotten married and moved an hour out of town and left her house to Veronica. Later Veronica married Nicki and moved around the corner from Chloe. Chloe had never thought to ask what had happened to the house and Veronica never mentioned it, but here it was exactly as she remembered it. The furniture was the same though a bit dingier and the carpeting, wall fixtures, everything was as it had been when Veronica lived here. It didn't make sense to Chloe. Surely they would have taken their things with them and whoever the new owners were wouldn't want pictures of Veronica and her mother on the walls. Chloe blinked and noticed

I nervously took my father's arm as he walked me out into the backyard at my in-law's estate. It's okay to call them in-laws at this point, right? We walked across the yard and onto the pink rose petal make-shift carpet as peacocks wandered around in the flower jungle my mother-in-law had created. It was absolutely wonderful. I looked out at the crowd and could only see one face, George.With my father keeping me steady, which I was thankful for because whoever decided a backyard wedding would be a great idea in these heels needed to be shot. As I thought that I recalled, it was my idea. Well, shoot me now.George was the most handsome I had ever seen him in his white tux. I was so against white, but now seeing him in it, he looked like every prince charming I had ever read about. He had a light pink rose on his lapel, and his green eyes drew me in the closer I got. Everything else around me was a blur of faces and people. I couldn't believe

My wedding day. I woke up before the sun, and my best friend Trinity was already at my apartment. I didn't have a ton of things to worry about. We had triple check our to-dos, and everything was in place. Now it was just getting ready and letting everything fall into place. I had a wedding planner just for the day of, so I didn't have to be overly stressed and could enjoy the day with my family and friends. All I had to do was show up to another best day ever.I went to my mom's friend's spa, and all of my bridesmaids, my mother, and my soon-to-be mother-in-law were all there, ready to get done up for the wedding.We headed to the salon area, which was closed off to our group, and we were treated with hot towels, mimosas, and mineral water. We were given face massages and prepped for make-up, mani-pedis, and aromatherapy to help relax us before the events of the day. They worked on our hair and make-up interchangeably, and we were thoroughly

The next morning George woke me up with a kiss. He moved over my body and straddled me, and stared into my eyes. He was trying to read what was in there, and most of the time, he could, but I didn't even know what was in there. He dipped his head down and kissed me. It was a long kiss that had meaning behind it. Only I wasn't quite sure what the meaning was. He pulled my nighty over my head, leaving me in my panties.He kissed down my neck and between my breasts and kept looking into my eyes, trying to read my mind. Still getting nothing because nothing was in there but a jumbled-up mess. Maybe he could untangle it and then tell me what it was.He put a hand behind me and pulled my body up as his mouth claimed one, then the other of my breasts. I moaned, and he looked up again, peering into my soul. He dropped me to the bed and pulled off my panties. He pushed my pussy lips apart and dragged his thumb through my wetness and around my clit. A

I didn't talk to George that night. I finished work and went home and made dinner with him. We talked about his day at work, my day at work sans the doctor call, and getting some new swimsuits for our honeymoon. He wanted to make a day of it. Saturday, we would carve a few hours to go shopping together for whatever we needed for our honeymoon.I didn't mention the baby to George as he made love to me that night. I thought about all those times we had made love in the past few months and how we were inseparable; we couldn't keep our hands off each other.I was trying to remember when I actually had my period last. The doctor said I was seven weeks along. So my last period would have had to have been at least 2 months ago. How did that not raise a red flag? I had thought it was related to stress. It never dawned on me that I might be pregnant. It wasn't in the plan. We didn't plan to get pregnant until year six.George not

I woke up the next morning to my alarm. I was in bed. George had taken my shoes off and carried me to bed. I had slept through the rest of the night without so much as a stir. George's side of the bed was empty, and he had made it up around me before going for his morning run and heading into work. He, too, had scheduled his workdays to coincide with mine one week before the wedding. He would take two weeks off before beginning the intense run up the ladder his father had in store for him.I smiled sleepily before stretching and making my side of the bed. I went into the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee that George had put on before leaving. Then I went to work. I worked at a high-end fashion boutique where I was given the opportunity to sit in with the buyer and do a little bit of shadowing when business permitted it. Today was not one of those days. The fall season had been in full swing with a rush of customers sending assistants to pick up new wardrobe changes before th

The next day at my fitting, the designer said I had gained a couple of centimeters in which I would still fit in the dress, but it would be a tight fit. He suggested I try to lose a pound or two but was sufficient with my fitting and said he would make a couple of small adjustments just in case and wrap my dress and the maid of honor's dress and have them ready for pick up the next day.Our brunch went well and almost qualified as best day number two, but I was so anticipating the wedding day to take that spot it overshadowed the idea that the brunch could. It was called the bridesmaid's brunch, but my mother and soon-to-be-mother-in-law were there as well as some aunts from both sides, cousins and a couple of female friends. It was a lady's event, and we had a blast. It ended with both mothers giving gifts to everyone. Spa day certificates from my mom, whose best friend owned a spa. And shopping cards, good for $1000 for each of us from George's mom, whose husb