Holding On (Road House Series)

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by Stevens, Madison


  “In the iris family and means cheerful. There are over ninety varieties, and they bloom at various times at various places. But mostly it’s associated with a story. A story that a little girl who likes books might be drawn to.” Luc nuzzled his face into her neck and felt her take a deep breath.

  “Oh?” She drew in another shaky breath.

  “A story of a physician who was jailed for his faith. When he discovers the jailer’s daughter is a blind girl he once treated, he leaves a note before his execution. Inside is a crocus that cures her sight and is the first thing the girl sees.”

  Iris looked down to see the yellow crocus nestled against her and the loving arms around her.

  “So do I know you?” Luc whispered in her ear.

  “Almost,” she said and turned in his arms.

  “Oh please tell me I got it. I’m miserable without you.”

  Iris wrapped her arms around his neck and reached up on her tiptoes for a soul-blazing kiss. When she pulled away, she waited until she had his eyes.

  “I was going to call,” she said. Luc looked like he wanted to speak but stopped when her fingers touched his lips. “That morning, well, it meant something to me, but now it means so much more.”

  She took his hand and placed it on her stomach.

  Luc’s eyes grew wide with surprise. “I have a room.” He blurted out and then laughed at his excitement.

  “I don’t think,” she started.

  “No really, come see. The whole place has been placed firmly in the present.” Luc grabbed her hand and pulled her in the house.

  He really hadn’t been kidding. The whole place was him. All over it breathed the ease and comfort that he usually held. No more manicured purple room but a nice calm blue. The space reflected him. She didn’t have long to enjoy it before she was being pulled into an empty white-walled room.

  “See?” Iris didn’t really know what she was supposed to be seeing here. “I’m a little confused here, hun.”

  Luc grinned at the endearment.

  “For the baby. We can paint it whatever you want.” Luc dropped down to his knee and spoke to her tummy. “Hey, do me a solid, kiddo. Tell your mom to give me a chance.” Luc looked up at her. “Give me a chance to be the man you deserve and father I want to be.”

  Iris couldn’t take much more. She slumped to the floor as tears flooded her eyes. She threw her arms around him and stared at the yellow crocus.

  “You are so stupid.” She sobbed into his shoulder.

  “Yes. Yes, I am,” he said and pulled her in a little tighter. “But it’s real, and I’m holding on to that.”

  Iris pulled back and stared at Luc. “Me too,” she said and kissed him with everything she had.

  By day, Madison Stevens is a mom, wife, house cleaner, short-order cook and underpaid custodian. When night comes, she gets to hang up those jobs, enjoy the silence and become a sex goddess, or, when she has a headache, cook and read. Her husband is also an accomplished author, and she hopes to measure up to him

  She can be contacted at [email protected].

  Also by Madison Stevens

  Letting Go (Road House Series #1)

  A nasty breakup isn’t going to stop Sarah from getting what she wants. And what she wants is her too hot boss with his bad-boy image and aloof attitude.

  The last thing Jake ever expected was that sweet little Sarah would make a play for him. For months, he’s kept to himself and bit his tongue about her less than stellar boyfriend. Now that she’s given the green light, he’s not stopping until he gets what he’s been imagining since she walked into his bar.

  The fires of passion might just be what they need to soothe both their hungry bodies and souls.

 

 

 


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