The Vachon Brothers: Rocked by the Bear by Vaughn V

Author:Vaughn, V. [Vaughn, V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sugarloaf Press
Published: 2016-10-04T07:00:00+00:00

6

Izzy

Jean Luc’s office is in one of the workshops that are large enough to accommodate sailboats up to an impressive seventy-six feet. Although he told me they’ve only made one that long. A sanding machine buzzes as I glance up at the loft-like section where my mate waits. On my way over I spoke to him telepathically and told him I was bringing lunch. He waves at me from a large window designed so he can gaze down at the latest creation. My husband prides himself on the fact his expert hands have worked on every single boat that leaves Ouellette Yachts.

I meet him as he jogs down the stairs to me. He takes the soft cooler from my shoulder as he leans in for a kiss before he asks, “Do you want to eat in the boathouse?”

I find the name amusing since every building on the property probably contains a boat, and I smile as I say, “Lead the way.”

He brings me to a small structure next door that was used as offices and a salesroom when his father ran the business. Now it’s where remnants of Ouellette Yachts’ history live, and I enjoy the quiet space. When we enter, Jean Luc flips on lights, and they flash off of the glass of framed photographs that line the walls. The pictures are of the company’s vast accomplishments, but my favorite part of this building is the tabletop models of every version of boat they ever built.

I walk over to the plush couches that used to serve as a lobby area, and I sink into the comfortable cushions when I sit. I smile as Jean Luc joins me. My love for him is so great that all I want right now is to make him happy, so I decide to save my fears for another time and say, “Close your eyes and listen very carefully.”

Jean Luc squints in confusion before he does as I ask. I watch his face as recognition dawns on him. When he opens his eyes I see his joy as he says, “Ma chère, three, no?”

I nod, and he grabs my face to stare intently at me. “We are blessed.”

I try to pretend that what he speaks is the truth. “We are, Jean Luc.” I lean in and kiss my true mate. Threading my fingers though his fiery mane of hair, I hold on to the man who saved my life and drink him in like an elixir. I need everything to be okay, and Jean Luc makes me feel as if it’s possible.

When we break apart he strokes my cheek. “You are afraid, Izzy. Why?”

I sigh. “You know me too well.” I gaze at him and wonder how much I should say. I stick to my plan to let him be happy about this, but another fear surfaces, and I say, “I didn’t have a loving mother. What if I don’t know how to be one either?”

“Ah.” Jean Luc takes my hand, and the calluses on his fingers are rough when he squeezes.

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