A Little Something Extra by Janet Elizabeth Henderson

Author:Janet Elizabeth Henderson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: janet elizabeth henderson

Isobel And Callum Get Married

This story takes place between Rage and Ransom.

“I can’t do it.” Isobel doubled over and wedged her head between her knees in an attempt to ease the spinning in her head. It didn’t work. Instead, all that happened was her dress tried to suffocate her.

“Why did I pick this dress?” She batted at the skirt, but it still remained voluminous. “What was I thinking? There’s so much satin, it’s eating me alive. And it’s white. I can’t wear white. I have two kids, an ex-husband and a teenage pregnancy in my past.”

“I hate to break it to you, honey,” her youngest sister, Mairi, said. “But the two kids aren’t only in your past.”

“Mum!” Her three-year-old shouted from where she was sitting in the corner of the room, drawing pictures. She held up her latest masterpiece and beamed.

“Very nice,” Isobel said absently, and Sophie went back to her art.

The walls of the bedroom she shared with Callum were closing in on Isobel. The air growing thicker by the second. She had to get out. But her three sisters stood between her and the door. She jumped to her feet, gathered up her dress, and paced.

“This is a mistake. I shouldn’t be getting married. I have a crap track record with relationships. What if Callum turns out to be just like Robert? What then? I’ve moved myself and my kids to London to live with him. What was I thinking? If this goes belly-up, we’ll be homeless. I’ve risked the security of my children, just because I can’t keep my pants on around the man. I’m a terrible mother!”

“Calm down,” Agnes snapped. “Callum is nothing like Robert. He’s honorable, and stable, and doesn’t have a gambling habit.”

“Hotter too,” Mairi added.

“Scarier,” Donna muttered from her perch on the arm of the sofa.

A sofa. In her bedroom! “Look at this place.” Isobel waved her arm to indicate the room. “This one room is bigger than my last house.”

“Is that really the most important thing to focus on right now?” Agnes tossed her blonde hair, folded her arms, and tapped her toe with growing frustration.

Isobel ignored her. Agnes had nothing to be irritated about. She wasn’t the one getting married.

Married! What was she doing? He was so out of her league that it wasn’t funny.

“He owns a successful business. He travels the world. He’s got skills and an education.” Isobel stomped across the polished wooden floor until she came to the wall, then she turned and stomped back again. “What do I have? Two kids. No money. No skills. Nothing. He’s going to regret marrying me, and then he’ll leave me.” She pressed a hand to her suddenly roiling stomach. “I cannot have another failed relationship. I’m only thirty-three!”

“Maybe I should call Callum.” Donna dug her phone out of her handbag.

“Don’t you dare.” Isobel glared at her, and Donna froze in place.

The last thing she needed was for Callum to see her in hysterics. He’d think he caused it. That she was having second thoughts because of his prosthetic legs.

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