All Chapters of Destined Twist Of Fate: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

HARPER*It’s been two weeks since we returned to Georgetown, and my parents have quickly settled in. Layken introduced them to his friend who owns a real estate company here, and his friend hired them right away. In just the past two weeks, they have earned more in commissions than they ever had in three months back in New Jersey. I’m thrilled to see them thriving. They have worked hard for this for a long time. At this rate, they will have their own place in no time.I have been spending my days with Layken, and the past five nights with Tambre, Tenley, and my mom. We’ve all been busy diving into wedding planning. Meanwhile, Juan, Layken, Tambre’s husband Jax, and his brothers Landon and Bryce have been enjoying their time together doing whatever guys do when they hang out. I imagine they’re probably playing pool and enjoying some drinks, thanks to the convenience of having Layken’s basement at their disposal. Taryn has been taking care of Jax and Tambre’s little ones, allowing them

LAYKENWe’ve been back in Georgetown for two weeks, and during this time, I’ve spent each night with my brothers, brother-in-law, and Juan. All the women have been staying over at Tenley’s place. However, not seeing Harper in two days is driving me literally insane. I’ve never seen this much action from my brothers- and brother-in-law Jax before. In the past, even on weekends when they would show up before I met Harper, they would only come on Saturday afternoon and leave Sunday morning. While it’s been nice catching up with everyone, I can’t help but miss Harper, and I’m going insane.Two long weeks have passed since Harper’s comforting presence greeted my mornings, and the absence has left an aching void. Waking up to her one-of-a-kind Harper scent used to be the highlight of my mornings. Her unique scent is like a shot of espresso—a bold, invigorating aroma that fills my senses and jumpstart my mornings. I’ve been sluggish and unmotivated since she’s been gone.If me and the guys a

LAYKENHarper looks at me with those sparkling gray eyes of hers, and my heart flutters in a weird way that I can’t describe. She’s given me everything I have ever wanted; I’ve found my soulmate, my muse, my everything. In a month and a half, I’ll be getting married and I’m going to be a father. Every soul in my body knows that she and this baby are going to be just fine; God wouldn’t provide me with these blessings just to take them away from me. Harper has made me a better man, and I’ll do everything in my power to ensure her health and happiness. She squeals, wrapping her arms around my neck as I pick her up from the bed and wrap her legs around my waist. “Layken!”“I’m just so fucking excited about you being home with me now. You have no clue how insane I have been feeling.”“Well, if your insanity is as strong as mine, then yes. I know exactly what you’re feeling right now,” Harper said as she kissed my cheek. “I’ve missed having you there to hold me at night,” she said, nuzzlin

LAYKENAs I open the passenger side door of my truck, I pick Harper up, place her inside, and pull the seat belt around her. She grins up at me, sighing contentedly as I kiss her forehead. After slamming the door shut, I rush to the driver’s side, pull the door open, and hop inside. “Let’s get you home, love,” I say, twisting the key into the hole, and my truck roars to life.Sarah and Juan met us at the door once we arrived and helped us bring in boxes. “Let us help you with those sweet-heart.” Sarah says, as she takes Harper’s box she’s holding, shaking her head in disapproval. “You shouldn’t be carrying anything heavy.”“But it’s not heavy, momma,” Harper says, as she tries to take the box back from Sarah. Sarah shakes her head, spinning and walking towards our room, not allowing Harper to take the box from her.Juan claps me on the back, smirking as he takes one of the boxes I’m carrying and follows me to our room. “I’m glad you brought Harper home, where she belongs. Especially n

HARPER*While we’re eating, Layken constantly fiddles with his phone, his fingers drumming a restless rhythm against the screen between bites. I have no clue what he’s up to, but I bet he’s sending Tambre a flurry of texts, judging by the constant glow of his phone screen. He’s determined to launch the search for my family immediately, and my excitement is palpable. After we’ve thrown our empty food boxes into the trash and cleaned up the kitchen, I go in search of my laptop and box of journals that I haven’t unboxed yet. While Layken goes to his study to email his private investigator friend.I found the box hidden deep within the cluttered recesses of our expansive walk-in closet. I bent, hands reaching for the box, only to find it far heavier than expected. My muscles tensed against the stubborn weight of the damn thing. “Darn it!” I yell, grunting as I give up on lifting it. Layken and Tambre, not to mention my mom, would all kick my butt if I lifted this thing.Not wanting to bo