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A Dream Too Far (Summer Lake Silver Book 2)

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by SJ McCoy


  When she stepped out through the patio doors, she stopped. He was standing there, smiling at her and holding a big bunch of roses. “There you are!”

  “Here I am.”

  He came to her and took her hand, bringing her outside. “These are for you.”

  She set down her glass and took the flowers, bringing them up to smell them. “They’re beautiful. Thank you.”

  “You’re beautiful, Chris. And you’ve made my life beautiful.”

  “Aww.” She set the flowers down on the table and slid her arms up around his neck. “I love you.”

  He closed his arms around her. “And I love you. There’s something I want to ask you.”

  “What?”

  He smiled. “I’ve imagined this moment so many different ways, but this is how it should be. Here, just you and me.”

  She cocked her head to one side. “What mo … oh!”

  Her hand came up to cover her mouth as he got down on one knee before her and held up a ring. “The moment where I ask you to marry me, to spend the rest of your life with me. The moment where I tell you that you’ve changed my life, changed me for the better and that I want to spend the rest of our days together. I love you, Chris. You’ve made me a better man. Say you’ll marry me?”

  She nodded, and he slipped the ring onto her finger.

  He got to his feet and closed his arms around her. His eyes were that beautiful green as he lowered his lips to kiss her. When he did, the familiar wave of desire coursed through her, and she wanted to drag him upstairs. But when they came up for air, and she opened her eyes, she had to blink a few times. They weren’t alone in her backyard anymore. The boys stood there grinning at her, their wives by their sides with their kids. Hope and Chance were there, Marianne and Clay, Laura and her husband, Smoke—even Ivan. She looked at Seymour then looked back at them.

  “What? Where did you—?”

  Seymour laughed and slid his arm around her shoulders. “I wasn’t sure you’d say yes. I made everyone wait outside the fence in case you said no.”

  “We tried to tell him it’d be okay,” said Jack with a smile.

  Chris laughed. “How did you beat me back here?”

  “We almost didn’t,” said Dan.

  “So,” realization dawned on her, “this is what the two of you meant about supporting me in any decisions I had to make?”

  Jack nodded. “Yeah.” He held her gaze for a moment, and she understood. They wanted her to be happy—and she was. She looked up at Seymour and landed a kiss on his lips. “Aren’t you the sneaky one?”

  He laughed. “I’m the lucky one.”

  Marianne went inside and came back out with a tray full of champagne glasses. While the boys popped and poured, she came and hugged Chris.

  “Were you in on this, too?”

  “Of course, I was a still a little wary, though.”

  Chris smiled. “I was, too, but I’m not anymore.”

  Marianne hugged her. “I’m so glad. I know he’ll be good to you.”

  Chris hugged her back. “And I know I’ll be good to him.”

  “He was right when he said he’s a lucky man.”

  Chris laughed. “Maybe so, but I’m a lucky lady, too.”

  Seymour and Clay brought them each a glass of champagne, and after congratulatory hugs all around, Clay smiled at them. “I never dreamed that I’d find love this late in life.”

  “Me neither,” said Marianne. “And it’s like a dream come true that both my sister and I have found it with such wonderful guys.”

  Chris nodded. “Not so long ago I would have told you that falling in love again and getting married was a dream too far.”

  Seymour hugged her to him. “I would, too. But now we know there’s no such thing.”

  She looked up into his eyes, and he dropped a kiss on her lips. She wanted to pinch herself to make sure she wasn’t really dreaming. But his strong reassuring arm around her reminded her that this was real. This was her life, and she was eager to get on with living the rest of it, with him by her side;

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  A Note from SJ

  I hope you enjoyed Seymour and Chris’s story. Please let your friends know about the books if you feel they would enjoy them as well. It would be wonderful if you would leave me a review, I'd very much appreciate it.

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  I love to hear from readers, so feel free to email me at AuthorSJMcCoy@gmail.com. I’m better at that! :0)

  I hope our paths will cross again soon. Until then, take care, and thanks for your support—you are the reason I write!

  Love,

  SJ

  PS – Project Semicolon

  You may have noticed that the final sentence of the story closed with a semicolon. It isn’t a typo. Project Semicolon is a non-profit movement dedicated to presenting hope and love to those who are struggling with depression, suicide, addiction, and self-injury. Project Semicolon exists to encourage, love, and inspire. It’s a movement I support with all my heart.

  "A semicolon represents a sentence the author could have ended, but chose not to. The sentence is your life and the author is you." - Project Semicolon

  This author started writing after her son was killed in a car crash. At the time, I wanted my own story to be over. Instead, I chose to honour a promise to my son to write my ‘silly stories’ someday. I chose to escape into my fictional world. I know for many who struggle with depression, suicide can appear to be the only escape. The semicolon has become a symbol of support, and hopefully a reminder – Your story isn’t over yet

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  Also by SJ McCoy

  Summer Lake Silver

  Marianne and Clay in Like Some Old Country Song

  Summer Lake Seasons

  Angel and Luke in Take These Broken Wings

  Zack and Maria in Too Much Love to Hide

  Summer Lake Series

  Emma and Jack in Love Like You’ve Never Been Hurt (FREE)

  Holly and Pete in Work Like You Don't Need the Money

  Missy and Dan in Dance Like Nobody's Watching

  Smoke and Laura in Fly Like You've Never Been Grounded

  Michael and Megan in Laugh Like You’ve Never Cried

  Kenzie and Chase in Sing Like Nobody’s Listening

  Gabe and Renée in Smile Like You Mean It

  Missy and Dan’s wedding in The Wedding Dance

  Ben's backstory in Chasing Tomorrow

  April and Eddie in Dream Like Nothing’s Impossible

  Nate and Lily in Ride Like You’ve Never Fallen

  Ben’s Story in Live Like There’s No Tomorrow

  Smoke and Laura’s wedding in The Wedding Flight

  Remington Ranch Series

  Mason (FREE)

  Shane

  Carter

  Beau

  Four Weddings and a Vendetta

  A Chance and a Hope Series

  Chance Encounter

  Finding Hope

  Give Hope a Chance

  The Davenports

  Oscar

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  Reid

  The Hamiltons

  Cameron and Piper in Red Wine and Roses

  Chelsea and Grant in Champagne and Daisies

  Mary Ellen and Antonio in Marsala and Magnolias

  Marcos and Molly in Prosecco and Peonies

 

 

 


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