The Taken by Elicia Hyder

Author:Elicia Hyder
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Inkwell & Quill, LLC
Published: 2017-04-24T18:30:00+00:00

When I came downstairs at a quarter till seven, the house smelled amazing from whatever Warren was spooning out of the huge pan on the stove in the kitchen. I stood on the bottom step and admired everything. Adrianne was lighting the candles on all the tables. Reuel added wood to the fireplace from a stack of logs in Lamal's arms, and Azrael sat on the leather couch drinking whiskey.

"This place looks wonderful," I said.

Adrianne walked over. She'd changed into a black dress and low heels. "You really like it?"

I nodded. "I really do. It makes me excited to see what you do with my wedding."

With my added height from the step, we were almost eye to eye. She leaned close to me and winked. "You ain't seen nothin' yet." She tugged on my sleeve. "You look adorable. Is that the sweater I picked out?"

I nodded and ran my hand over the light cream, cashmere sleeve. "Of course."

"And your hair," she said, nodding with approval. "You did it all by yourself."

I'd done nothing except flat iron it down my back. "I think it's time for a cut. It's getting really long."

"Prenatal vitamins make it grow faster," she said. "Come by the shop and I'll cut it this week."

"Need any help with anything?" I asked.

She shook her head. "Nope. Might want to check with Warren though."

I walked to the kitchen and put my arms around Warren's waist from behind. "I think this is what heaven smells like."

He turned around in my arms. "I hope you're hungry."

I stretched up on my tip-toes. "I'm always hungry." I kissed his lips. He tasted like red wine. "What's for dinner?"

"Grillades with gouda grits," he answered.

I whimpered. "You made me grits?"

"I did."

I kissed him again. "I love you."

He smiled. "You'd better."

"Need any help?"

The doorbell rang and he looked toward it. "Yes. Answer the door."

But before I could turn to leave the kitchen, we all heard Azrael get up off the couch. Phwaaaaawert…

I chuckled. "It never gets old."

He pulled the door open as I walked into the living room. It was Nathan, carrying his nephew Carter who was passed out over his shoulder. His parents and his sister Lara were right behind him. His mother was gawking at the bruises on my face, and Nathan was mesmerized by the transformation of my living room. "Wow," he mouthed, so as not to wake the little boy.

Silently, I waved to James, Kathy, and Lara before tugging on Nathan's sleeve. "Let's put him upstairs on my bed."

Nathan nodded toward the stairs for me to lead the way. When we reached my bedroom, he bent over the bed and gently laid Carter on top of the comforter. I pulled the fleece throw off the chair in the corner and carefully draped it over him as Nathan pulled off Carter's tennis shoes. Nathan caught my eye and smiled.

When we were outside the door with it closed behind us, Nathan opened his arms. "Hello. Good to see you."

I hugged him and laughed softly. "When did he fall asleep?"

"Right before we turned off the highway, of course.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.