Part 3. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner without written permission from the author except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviews. This is a work of fiction. I also had the best time creating new characters who were related to Alexa and Nick, and forged a family of both books and readers. I love hearing which couple readers identify with and love the most, or who their current book boyfriend is.
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Part 3. Her best friend noticed the gesture and concern darkened her cat green eyes. Can I do anything to help? Odd, she knew her husband to the core, and the darkness from his past. Both Maggie and Nick had suffered at the hands of two selfish parents who gave them no love and made their existence hellish. Maggie was now happily married to her friend Michael, and Nick had changed from a cold, distant figure to a man filled with warmth and love.
Foreboding washed over her in some crazy mystical surge. We both know how the past can sometimes come back and haunt you. Sex, of course. The stroke of his tongue, the nibble of teeth, the urging of his fingers toward orgasm, the release exploding through every muscle to her core, seeping with heat and that glorious melty caramel feeling he always coaxed from her body. Nice job. Alexa hid a smile and reached for her croissant. Maybe just a few bites.
Then definitely a salad for dinner. It was a beautiful day in the Hudson Valley. The gorgeous lines of the Beacon Bridge stretched out over the horizon, highlighting the kingly mountains and a sky that rivaled any Sinatra could sing about. Sun drenched rays covered the land and reflected on the water in a glitzy blast to the vision. A stark white sailboat drifted past on a lazy summer afternoon, a picture perfect scene of tranquility.
It was cancer. Falling back on his sense of logic and order, he thought through his options. Jack wanted to operate immediately.
If he got the entire tumor, recovery was a possibility. If the cancer had spread when he operated, it may be too late. The vet wanted Old Yeller in the office tomorrow morning. The dog was strong in spirit, if not as much in body, and Nick knew he was a fighter. A jet ski roared past. The teenager hit a wave, spun out and tumbled into the water. A few moments later, he surfaced, laughing, and climbed back on for another round.
After hiding it in the mansion, caring for him and feeding it, his father had found out and taken him to the shelter to put him to sleep. Called him a lousy mutt, and not a real dog. And if he lost him? An icy ball of lead dropped in his stomach and stayed. The familiar darkness loomed, the reminder nothing was permanent, not even love, and whatever you risked could come back like a frikkin boomerang and take you out.
Even in Disney movies the villain took one last stand. Sometimes they even won. Slowly, the emotions shifted into neat compartments, and he drifted into a pleasant numbness. Maybe this was better, after all.
He dragged in a breath, swung away from the window, and called Alexa to give her the news. He paused for a moment, then spoke. Old Yeller is old, and the vet is going to try to make him better. But sometimes, things happen.
God, he hated this. Hated to rip down her innocence. Alexa kept speaking in a calm, gentle tone. The people and animals we love here wait for us. For dogs, this is a beautiful place called Rainbow Bridge. Dogs and cats run, and play, there are endless toys, and treats, and they are always happy. We all die eventually. Does that make sense? Jack is very smart. If you want to talk more, we can. Night, daddy. Alexa moved closer to him and touched his arm. He barely managed not to jerk back. But you lied to her.
We know nothing about afterward, or what happens. We have no control over anything here. He expected pissed off feminine anger. He got patience, and a deep understanding that always blew him away. Why not have faith and believe in the best? You know, my mother told me something that always stuck with me.
Whoever promised us fair? We have today, we do the best we can, and we tak e a chance. What about you? With a soft kiss on his lips, she rose and walked away. Nick sat on the couch for a long time, staring at his dog. Thinking about what she said. Or if this was the beginning of a long string of disappointments for the woman he loved. Jack lifted a brow. Jack nodded and clapped him on the shoulder. Old Yeller lay down with his usual quiet dignity, not really moving or flailing around like a normal dog would.
Nope, this one already knew he was gonna have to dig deep and fight. For the first time in years, he was without his Mets bandanna and he looked naked.
Alexa is home with the girls waiting for news. Simba needs you too. He pressed a kiss to his head. Jack came back and wheeled his dog away. Nick sat down and waited. He thumbed through a magazine, checked his email messages, and surfed the web. Animal Planet chirped behind him on the television, and people came and went through the hours.
When he checked in with Alexa, he made sure he sounded positive, and kept the conversation short. Finally, Dr. Jack came out. His gut lurched and a cold sweat broke out on his brow from the look on his face.
Oh, God, it was over. He was dead. Old Yeller was dead. If he was younger, it would easier to call, but there were some complications and we almost lost him. We have to wait and see. He managed a nod. Can I see him? I want you to go home, Nick. Give him some time. I think Alexa needs you. Did they? He quickly gave them the news. I brought them over some new dolls. I hate Barbie, though the pool was pretty cool.
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Part 3. Her best friend noticed the gesture and concern darkened her cat green eyes. Can I do anything to help? Odd, she knew her husband to the core, and the darkness from his past. Both Maggie and Nick had suffered at the hands of two selfish parents who gave them no love and made their existence hellish.
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The prolific author of the Marriage to a Billionaire series engages her fans completely with these books and other contemporary romance novels. She met the love of her life when she believed that all romances fail. He promised her that he would buy her first book if he could buy her dinner. They fell in love and have been in conjugal bliss ever since.