Breaking Ties by Teresa J. Reasor

Author:Teresa J. Reasor
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: marriage, courage, contemporary romance, breast cancer, adversity, medical romance, military romance, navy seal romance, famly
Publisher: Teresa J. Reasor

Selena dumped the shopping bags and her purse next to the front door and turned to check on Lucia’s progress up the front walk. The backpack her daughter wore was almost as big as she was, but she insisted on carrying it back and forth to daycare with her favorite toy for naptime. Thank goodness this last round of antibiotics seemed to have done the trick, and the troublesome ear infection was gone.

She was holding open the door for Lucia when Zoe Yazzie’s car pulled into the drive. The doors opened and five women got out—Zoe, Hawk’s wife, and her soon to be sister-in-law, Tess Kelly. Trish Marks, the unofficial leader of the wives’ group and wife of Langley Marks, Hawk’s XO. Marsha Jackson, Oliver’s commanding officer’s wife, and then Zoe’s mom, Clara Weaver, brought up the rear.

She studied each of their expressions while they walked toward her. Had something happened to Oliver? Anxiety hit her like a thunderbolt and her heart rate shot up.

“Oliver called us,” Zoe said, setting her fears to rest. “He and the guys will be out there a couple more days, and he thought a little backup for you might not be a bad idea. Just in case.”

Selena heaved a sigh. Just what had he told them?

Zoe grasped Lucia’s hand, “Hello, Miss Lucia. How was school today?” She walked with Lucia up the two steps and Selena stood back to let them in.

“Nap time sucks,” Lucia declared, her words so clear all the women laughed.

“She learned the expression from one of the older children and loves saying it,” Selena giggled.

Everyone filed in, but no one sat down. Marsha Jackson stepped forward. “Oliver called us all and told us everything. His exact words were, ‘I’ve already been an asshole, and she’s already pissed at me, so it won’t matter if she gets mad at me for telling you.’” Marsha swallowed. “We’re a family, Selena. We all want to stand with you through whatever comes. We’re here to schedule help times for while you recover from surgery. You’ll need it, and we want to do at least that much.”

The tight ball of hurt and confusion left by Oliver’s defection to Camp Billy Machen eased and, though Selena attempted to stem the tears, her eyes still filled. She brushed them aside and offered them all a smile. “I’m not mad at him for telling you. I’ve wanted to but—it was just too much.”

“We understand,” Trish said, hugging her.

“Come on into the kitchen and we’ll have some iced tea and talk.”

When they were settled at the kitchen table Selena looked at each expectant face, opened herself to experience their genuine, heartfelt desire to support her, and spilled it all. After they all cried a little, they got busy making a list of things she might need help with following surgery.

“I want Oliver to save as many of his emergency leave days as possible in case we need them.”

“I’m retired and Russell is still working, so I’m available during the

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