Only Love by Smith Victoria H. & St. Pierre Raven

Only Love by Smith Victoria H. & St. Pierre Raven

Author:Smith, Victoria H. & St. Pierre, Raven [Smith, Victoria H.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: BIZ-e-BEE, LLC
Published: 2014-11-17T17:00:00+00:00


I watched Rissa’s amazement, her tiny hands cupping mine that held the firefly I caught for her. The little bug glowed, creating a flashlight effect through the spaces of my fingers and Rissa couldn’t get enough of that. She’d kept trying to grab at my hands and eventually settled hers on top of mine. This kid was a wonder to me, both she and her mom with their effects, the ones that hit me right at the core, deep in my heart. I should have been seething by what Don said but when I thought about how it felt to hold Aubrey, see her daughter here and now playing before me, nothing else seemed to matter. No one else or their opinions. I’d built a connection with these two, hell and Gabby as well, and it was about time I let myself. I would let myself. I needed them, possibly even more than they could ever need me.

“Adam.”

One of my moms had come over, my stepmom Joan, and I smiled at her, but the alarm on her face made that leave. In my distraction, I lost Rissa’s firefly and the beginnings of a cry touched her throat, watered her eyes. I brought her into my arms, patted her back, and when she settled against me she stopped.

Standing with Rissa, I hitched her up on my side. “What’s going on?” I asked Joan but instinctually I gazed past her. I didn’t know why but I did and I instantly stopped on Aubrey. She was in my mom’s arms, Gabby’s hand rubbing soothing circles down her back, and she was crying.

I didn’t think, parting the crowd to get to her, Joan following close behind. A ringing sounded behind my ears as I studied Aubrey’s physical form from a distance. She didn’t look hurt but I didn’t know that for sure. Through further studying, I noticed two men, one official-looking with medals adorning him. I knew right away he was some division of military by his clothing, but I also noticed something else; he had his hat in his hands, gazing somberly at a crying Aubrey while she gripped a paper in her hand. Aubrey knew someone in the military. She knew someone, and now she was crying in front of two people who looked to be delivering news.

Oh, God, no.

As I got closer, the initial conclusion I created only got worse. One of the men said, “I’m so sorry to tell you this, ma’am,” the other that they’d be in contact, before moving away from her.

My mom whispered something in Aubrey’s ear and her watering eyes met mine. She went to me and with no other questions, no words, I had my arm around her. Joan slid Rissa from my arms and they both went there, right around her. Holding her, I still had no clear conclusion about what’d happened, what these men had come for and what they said, but I knew it was bad. It had to be if it was strong enough to break this woman in my arms.



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