From the Heart (The Sweetbriar Mountain Series Book 3) by Everly Nora

Author:Everly, Nora
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-27T00:00:00+00:00

The house was beyond quiet now, it was silent, and I couldn’t stand it. Rain pitter-pattered on the roof above, but instead of relaxing me, it drove my heartrate up to a stressful pounding beat. I paced around the living room as my early years with the boys—the years when all I wanted was just one moment alone—flittered across my mind. Now I regretted those moments. Because this sucked, I was miserable, and I wanted my babies back. I could feel my mood deteriorate with each paced step, but I couldn’t find my way out of this downward spiral of gloom.

On top of my moody gloom about the boys, my cellphone sat dead center on the coffee table taunting me over not being brave enough to call Jake. I was all alone and a big old chicken-shit to boot.

Gah! I rubbed my chest. I had to get out of this mood. I bit my lip and stared at the phone. With a curse, I picked it up, located Jake in my contacts, and hit dial before I could wuss out any further or contemplate what to say to him.

“Hello?” His deep voice filled my ear and I shivered. My mouth opened to speak, yet I couldn’t seem to grab hold of a word. “Violet, are you okay?”

“Yes.” I cleared my throat. Damn it. “I’m okay, uh—hi.”

“Hi, gorgeous. What are you up to?” he drawled, and I had to sit down. Frick, his voice was doing all kinds of things to me.

I should have prepared myself better before I called. My Jake shields were down, and he was getting to me. “I’m not up to anything. Uh, we need to get our gala planning schedule back on track. I wanted to⁠—”

“Come over. We’ll get back on track tonight. I’d come to you, but I’ve opened a bottle of whisky. I shouldn’t drive. I’m not drunk, but I’ve had a couple.” He chuckled into the phone.

“You’re at home?”

“I am. I’ve also started a fire. One more reason I can’t leave.” I slammed my eyes shut as I pictured him sprawled in his favorite chair by his fireplace. With a glass of whisky in his big hand, shirtsleeves rolled up his delicious forearms, and me, helplessly dangling like a fish on his line at the other end of the phone.

“I don’t know if I should. I⁠—”

“Right. You don’t want the boys to get the wrong idea.”

“Well, they aren’t actually here. They’re with Tom for the next few days.”

“Are you okay with that?”

“I have to be, don’t I?”

“You’re entitled to feel however you feel. You don’t have to pretend with me. I know it upsets you.”

“How do you always know?”

“I pay attention, Violet.” He sounded different. There was more coming through the line than just the sweet Jake I was used to. His voice was darker, with a gravel and grit that was all new. Was it the whisky? Or something else?

“You’re so good to me, Jake. I don’t deserve you.”

“Don’t you deserve to have a man in your life who will pay attention to you? I think it’s the very least you deserve.

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