Renee’s POV The next morning is Saturday. Usually, weekends are slow to start and evolve into some kind of fun activity the three of us agree on to be enjoyable. Though with the steady gray days and bitter cold, mostly weekends have become just lazy. Though today is different. The sun peaks thr
“Annie’s Apparel,” He says testing the name out. “You’re that Luna who faked her own death to get away from her husband,” His eyes go wide and I feel the color drain from my face. “Can I have your autograph?” He asks, unable to get the words to spill out fast enough. “I’m trying not to have that a
Renee’s POV Work has been slammed. Sean from the coffee shop in the city was completely right. I think I probably owe him a cut of whatever fortune I’m going to make. I wasn’t going to use my life story as my brand, but the woman at the boutique recognized me anyway and that basically proved
He notices me eyeing him and smiles wide. “I manage the team,” he tells me and I stop my mouth from falling open. “I was just talking to the brand manager that we’re in need of new uniforms,” The train screeches to a halt and the doors open with a hissing sound. The man shuffles to his feet, usi
Renee’s POV The next morning Eric and I dance around one another in the kitchen trying to get our breakfast together while Debbie sits at the glass dining table chomping into her toast looking amused. I reach over Eric’s head while he ducks down to get something out of the dishwasher, then I le
“Normally, I’d love to but I can’t tonight have other obligations,” I say trying to sound regretful. “Oh,” she wrinkles her nose. “Personal obligations,” I specify not wanting her to think I have more important business with another client. She purses her red lips and eyes me like she’s trying t
Renee’s POV “Did you ever call back that client?” Eric asks from the bathroom while brushing his teeth. “Which one?” I reply as I shimmy into a pair of jeans that I refuse to admit are a tad too tight. “Miller Inc,” Eric says and then I hear him spit in the sink and turn on the facet. Crap.
“You have to make time for both,” I tell her and she nods. We drive the rest of the way in silence, but I can’t seem to shake this jittering feeling inside me. Ever since I saw Eric come out of the bathroom, my heart has been beating wild in my chest. Maybe I’ve had too much coffee. We pull up
“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 Another harsh jab of pain takes my breath away. I clutch to Eric as I write in pain. He hugs me back, trying to steady my fall, but there isn’t much else he can do and he knows that.“I’ll take her pain away,” a member of Marks pack growls and approaches. Something inside Eric snaps, I
This time Andrew comes over and elbows the man in the lower back and then kicks his head so his teeth smash into the concrete floor.I’d feel more horrified if my own abdominal pain wasn’t taking me over. “You good?“ Andrew asks, blood pouring down from no known source somewhere at the top of his he
Renee’s POV All the color has drained from Marks face. On the other hand, Mias face darkens to a plum color. For a second I think her head might explode.“So,” Mark says snapping shut the laptop and sounding eerily calm. “We make a deal on the phone, you bring your passwords to hand over the cash