The Pastor's Husband by Tiffany L. Warren

Author:Tiffany L. Warren [Warren, Tiffany L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2016-01-10T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 28

NYA

“Greg! Greg!”

I run through the house screaming my husband’s name. Where is he? He’s not in his office or the bedroom. Let me check the man cave.

When I open the door to the finished basement, Greg walks into the kitchen laughing.

“What is it, Nya?”

“Oh! Where were you?”

“I was in the bathroom. Am I allowed to use the bathroom today?”

I burst into laughter. “Yes, you are allowed to use the bathroom.”

“I thought you changed some rules when you got back from filming your little fancy talk show.”

My laughter continues. “It’s fancy? My talk show is fancy?”

“Yes. You and Penelope Bowens trotting around wearing designer clothes and shoes and hair down to the middle of your back, fixing everybody’s life. Real fancy.”

I’m so glad to hear Greg being in good spirits about the show. Even though he’s teasing me, when I showed him the recordings of the shows, he was proud of how Penelope and I ministered to those women.

“Well, guess what? It’s about to get even more fancy! They love us. We got offered a full season by the network!”

Greg picks me up and spins me around. “You’re gonna be a star, babe.”

“I don’t want to be a star.”

“What if God wants you to be a star?” Greg asks as he places me back on the floor and strokes my hair.

“I think He wants us both to have an international ministry. He showed it to me—remember?”

Greg nods. “I remember. As long as you don’t forget God’s promise to us, I’m going to support you in this.”

“This means so much, honey. I love you.”

“I love you more.”

“You know, they’re offering me a nice check for this. A pretty nice check.”

Greg laughs out loud. “How nice?”

“Nice enough for us to finally upgrade our house. Come on, Greg. We’re not using funds collected by the church.”

“You want an Arlington mansion?”

“I was thinking more like Southlake.”

Greg’s eyes widen. “Oh, that check is real nice!”

“Six figures nice . . .”

“I will think about it. Maybe if I can have my own personal ministry man cave.”

“You can have whatever you want. This is our increase, not mine.”

“Oh, I know what I forgot to tell you. You got a package today,” Greg says. Then he steps out of the kitchen, presumably to bring the package.

When he walks back in, he is carrying a pretty sizable box. He sets it on the kitchen counter and uses a box cutter to open it.

“It’s books,” he says. “You’re a real published author now.”

I grab the book from Greg’s hands and squeal. Here it is, in my hands, the first book I’ve ever participated in writing. Take Us to the King: Women at the Altar is the title, and our stories are accompanied by our pictures.

My cell phone buzzes on the counter, and when I pick it up I see Penelope’s number on the caller ID.

“Hey, girl,” I say when I answer. “Did you get your copies of the book yet? Is this the final version?”

“Hey. It’s not the final. These are the review copies.

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