Sofia by Terri Anne Browning

Author:Terri Anne Browning [Browning, Terri Anne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Anna Henson

Sofia

Anxiety and morning sickness did not go hand in hand. If anything, it only spiked my urge to vomit higher. As we sat in the back of the town car in front of the restaurant where the rehearsal dinner was going to take place, sweat broke out across my upper lip and brow. Nausea roiled in my stomach and tried to climb into the back of my throat.

With fingers that shook, I popped another antacid and slowly chewed as I leaned my head back against the seat and closed my eyes, praying I wouldn’t puke during this dinner with both our families. I couldn’t embarrass myself in front of the few people Zak trusted enough to invite to our wedding. The people he loved and called family.

He’d told me all about how Yulia had fought for him and gotten custody of him following her divorce from his brother. How her own parents had become the only true parents he’d ever had. Until then, he’d never known what a real family was. They didn’t have to love me, at least not right away, but I wanted them to like me, if only just a little.

If they didn’t, things were going to be really strained because Zak had talked me into going to stay with Olena and Oleksandr until the holidays, following our short honeymoon. It was mostly so Zak could take care of business back in his home country before we returned to New York to spend Christmas and New Year’s with my family. But it meant a lot of time under the same roof as the older couple. The people who were essentially about to become my in-laws.

Meeting Olena and Yulia the day before had been nice. Yulia had burst into tears the moment she’d seen me standing there in my wedding dress. Her mother hadn’t been far behind in the waterworks, nearly sobbing as they both hugged me and told me how happy they were that I was going to be joining their family.

It had been sweet, and I appreciated their being so welcoming. But I had yet to meet either of their husbands. Oleksandr had called Zak earlier that morning, while we were still in bed, and I’d heard the old man’s voice. He’d been speaking Russian, but I’d understood him perfectly. I might not have a hint of an accent, but I’d grown up in a multilingual home. Italian and Russian were equally my first languages just as much as English was.

I’d only caught every other word of what he’d said and figured it was to do with work. Oleksandr wanted Zak to work the day before our wedding, just as he expected my husband to work as soon as we got back from our honeymoon. Well, I had news for my soon-to-be father-in-law. Zak could work, but he wasn’t going to do it day and night. He was mine now, and there was a limit to how many hours of the day I would willingly share his attention.

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