LOGIN“Congratulations, man.” Eric says this time pulling Jasper in for a bro-hug.Emily and I glance at one another with raised eyebrows and instantly can read each others expressions- not fated-mates, just best friends.“So,” Jasper says awkwardly. “Do you think you’d be my best man?” Jasper blurts out
Renee’s POV One Year Later The doorbell chimes and echoes throughout our tall white ceilings.“I’ll get it!” Debbie says while running to the foyer. She’s seven years old but is already a head taller than all her peers, her long shapely legs allow her to make vast strides and she’s out of the liv
I was just hoping it would all be later. Eric and I have been shielding her from the t.v and the news. When the time is right, we want to be the ones to give the full story not whatever dramatized way the media is spinning it.Eric helps me out of the rocking chair and we walk to the living room whe
Renee’s POV A couple days later, I’m discharged from the hospital. Eric, Debbie, myself, and Liam are home.I looked it up, Liam means protector which exactly what he was doing while I was held hostage. He was the reason Mark didn’t kill me. The name also means strong, and despite him being born pr
“Well I’m okay,” I tell him. He lets out a shaky breath and brings my hand up to his warm lips.“I love you,” he tells me.“I love you too,” I reply. Then I shift gears. “What about everyone else? Emily? Jasper? How are they?”Eric nods. “Everyone is okay. A broken arm and some cuts but nothing they
Renee’s POV I suck in a sharp breath of air as my life force hits me like a truck. My eyes whip open but I don’t see anything except blinding light. I snap my eyes shut and sink my head back into something squishy.I try to move my body into a protective stance and instantly regret it. Pain shoots
Renee’s POV“She can’t,” I hear Eric say from somewhere behind me. I turn around and sure enough is hovering behind me.And why is that?” I demand.Eric looks at Jasper when he speaks. “She made a mistake at work and that order is going to be now and delivered,” Eric brings his eyes to me. “Remember
Before I know it, we’re walking onto the plane and for some reason, I can’t stop laughing. Eric is doing a much better job at keeping himself together, though I see a smile cracking beneath is stoic demeanor. I think refraining from laughing is what’s making me laugh even harder.I have to remind my
“Right, of course.”Eric finishes checking us in. When Kate gives us the keys, Eric and I step aside so she can help the person behind us. A bellhop is hailing our bags on a cart and says he will meet us outside our room. We thank him and once he wheels away our bags, I spin on my heels and face Eri
Renee’s POVThe massage melts away the throbbing in my head, and whatever lingering effects of the alcohol. Eric hands the masseuse a wad of cash for a tip, I don’t see how much but by the way his eyes bulge I’d assume a lot.We recline in our plush seats and I sink back, almost ready to fall asleep







