by Ivy Smoak
"I don't know if it's just been Rob's incessant talk about it being a boy or what, but I feel like it's going to be a boy."
He lowered both his eyebrows. "Yeah?"
"You look disappointed."
"No. No, I just...I want it to be like you. Everything good in this world." He put his hand on my stomach.
"And that's why I want it to be a boy. So that it'll be like you. Everything I love in this world."
"Right now it's just a tiny dot. I can't believe that dot is going to be a baby. Our baby."
I put my hand on top of his.
"I don't want to mess it up. I don't want to disappoint it."
"You couldn't possibly, James. And it makes me so happy that you want to spend time with him before he's born."
"It's going to be a girl." He smiled at me.
I shrugged. "Maybe."
"But you're going to let me raise it as a Giants fan either way?" he said.
"Just don't tell my dad."
He laughed. "Thank you, Penny. This really is the best gift. But I wanted to ask you one more thing."
"Yeah?"
"I want you to stay home with me for the next few weeks. I know that you're supposed to finish your internship. And if you want to do that, of course you can. But I thought we could both use a vacation. You could always finish the internship in the fall if you'd like."
"Actually, I wanted to talk to you about that too. The day before our wedding, I was terrified I'd never see you again. I started writing down all this stuff about you and the way you made me feel. I just...I didn't want to ever forget. And when you were in the hospital, my mom told me that it was my job to keep living. In order to keep the memory of you alive. That really stuck with me. But at the same time, I knew I wasn't strong enough. I don't know how to live without you."
"Hey." He wiped the tears from under my eyes with his thumbs. "You don't have to live without me."
"I know. And I'll never forget how lucky I am that you woke up. How blessed I am that our story didn't end there." I pulled a notebook out of my purse. "I know it's silly, but I thought that if you didn't wake up that I'd just suddenly die too. And I felt guilty for not being able to keep your memory alive. And I started writing about, well, our story. Of how we met and...well, all of it. And how we have this huge scary everlasting love. The kind of love that people dream about."
"I didn't know you enjoyed writing."
"Honestly, I didn't either. But I've always loved reading. And when I started to write about you, I just couldn't stop." I looked up into his dark brown eyes. "And I think people might like hearing all about you."
"Me?" He laughed.
"Yes. About how we started. The truth that no one else seems to believe."
"The truth?"
"About our love. How we overcame all the obstacles that everyone put in front of us. How true love has it's struggles too. And how it's so worth it."
"Hmm." He kissed the tip of my nose. "Do you really think anyone would be interested in reading about us?"
"Of course they would. Maybe it could even be a whole series."
"Is there really that much to say?"
"About you? Absolutely." I placed the notebook in his lap. "It's barely anything yet. But I think it could be something great. I've been trying to find my thing after graduating. And really, James, all I've ever been passionate about is you. I want to write this book. And raise this baby. And be the best wife I can possibly be to you."
"If that's what's going to make you happy."
"Nothing would make me happier. I don't ever want to go a day apart from you. And I don't want the memory of you to ever completely fade. This will make that possible." I tapped the top of the notebook.
"Can I read what you have?"
"Yeah, well, it's super rough. It's mostly just notes. All I know is that it's going to start at the coffee shop. Where our lives both changed forever. When I finally learned what living truly was." I smiled. "When I decided to break all the rules and fall head over heels for my professor."
He put his hand on the side of my face. "The best day of my life. God, I love you, Penny."
"I love you with everything that I am, Professor Hunter."
He smiled as he wiped away my tears with his thumbs. There was suddenly a hunger in his eyes that hadn't been there before. It reminded me of when I was his student and he was my professor. I had sometimes thought he was the hunter and I was the prey. That the whole thing was a game. But despite what he thought, I never saved his life. He saved mine.
We never were able to agree on who tempted who. But there was truth in both our stories, and together, it came down to two things. Two unmistakable truths that led us to this moment. This perfect moment. I looked up into his eyes. I was the hunted. But I had willingly let him hunt me.
THE END
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Third Chances
Discover Rob and Daphne's story in THIRD CHANCES by Ivy Smoak.
When your first chance passes you by, sometimes you regret it your whole life. But what if you're given a second chance?
Daphne lives a life of structure and routine. It's the only way to keep her demons at bay. But when she has to let lose at her friend's bachelorette party, her demons prove to be a little closer to the surface than she realizes. She has to choose between holding onto the past, or embracing a future of uncertainty. And the one person that makes her feel safe in a sea of chaos is the one person that could ruin her.
Rob Hunter has demons of his own. He lives a life of no strings attached encounters, traveling from one city to the next, with nothing to hold him in place. But there's something missing from his life, eating away at his happiness. When a girl he never got the chance to claim shows up during his brother's bachelor party, he's not going to let the opportunity to have her slide through his fingers again. The only problem is that this girl is more than just a pretty face and a way to keep his bed warm at night. She's playing for keeps, and that's one game he's not sure he can win.
But what happens when second chances fade away too? Can third chances stick?
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Sophia has had a crush on Wyatt ever since they met. Tutoring him at the library once a week has been the highlight of her semester. But their sexual tension is slowly torturing her. Wyatt is sexy, funny, flirtatious, and as far as she can tell - completely unattainable.
When it is time for their last tutoring session, she worries it will be the last time she will ever get to see him. She's determined to not let that happen. Dreaming about him and watching him from a distance at his baseball games isn't going to cut it.
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Also by Ivy Smoak
Like this book? Want more? Check out these other books by Ivy Smoak!
The Hunted Series
Temptation (Book 1)
Addiction (Book 2)
City of Sin (Book 2.5) - Mason & Bee's story
Eruption (Book 3)
Third Chances (Book 3.5) - Rob & Daphne's story
Devotion (Book 4)
Standalone Novels
Playing a Player
Going for Gold
Novellas
Emergency Plan F
Layla's Forecast
Blue Parrot Resort
A Christmas Wish
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