Genre:Contemporary Military Romance
Published: March 17, 2014
Author: Theresa Marguerite Hewitt
Bobby isn't proud of the way he left Wakefield, and Ellie, behind, but he’s trying to make himself a better man. The desert and his security detail hold a lot of twists and turns for Timmons, but he never goes a day without thinking about the feisty woman who has his heart. When he makes it back to Wakefield, will there be enough left between them to mend the broken hearts?
This fourth installment in this loved military romance series brings us some bumps in the road for Chad and Rhea as well. Because, as we all know, no one in the little town of Wakefield, Virginia has it easy in love. Be ready to travel with the characters on a path filled with physical, mental and spiritual healing, along with more than a few HOT tumbles in the hay and one ending that might make your heart melt.
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“Baby?” Chad’s smooth voice comes in a concerned whisper, but I don’t turn right away. I don’t want these thoughts to be true. But those pictures, they look so suggestive.
Holding Charlie’s head tight to my shoulder, I spin on Chad and see that he’s only a few feet behind me. I can tell when he sees my tears he’s confused, the crease in his brow being deep as his blue eyes roam over me. My heart is beating so fast that I think it might beat right out of my chest. My hand is shaking when I point at him.
“How could you?” I grind out, the tears continuing to fall as I step up to him and poke him in the chest. He recoils a little at first, his stare never leaving my face. “How could you do that to us?” I hug Charlie tighter and move to the opposite side of the table, not being able to be near him anymore as scenes of him fucking another woman run through my head.
“Do what? What are you talkin’ about, Baby?” He chuckles a little at me, making me even angrier as I reach for my cell phone. “Do you mean leave without tellin’ you? You know I had to; we’ve been over this. I couldn’t…”
“I don’t mean you fuckin’ leaving!” I scream, scaring Charlie and he cries out in my arms, gripping me tighter and I regret my reaction. I quickly text Rosa to come over and take Charlie for me and slam my phone back onto the table, turning my back on my husband once more. I’m shaking and I wipe at the tears filling my face, sniffling loudly.
“I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about,” he says calmly, but I know he’s probably boiling on the inside. He’s never liked seeing me upset, even when we were little. I’m trying to calm Charlie down and hear the front door open. I pull his jacket from the chair and shove it over his arms as Rosa comes to my side, her brown eyes roaming over my face but she asks no questions. We have the silent communication and she knows we’ll talk about it later. “Wait. Why is she takin’ Charlie?” Chad asks angrily as I hand our son over, kissing his forehead once more.
“Because I don’t want him around this,” I wave between us, trying to say it as calmly as I can with the fresh tears springing to life. I move back to the patio door, watching the reflection of Chad kissing Charlie and Rosa nods to me before turning and leaving, singing to Charlie in Spanish to try and quiet him down as she shuts the door. I laugh to myself, knowing he’ll start to giggle as he loves her singing.
“Tell me what the hell is goin’ on here, Baby!” Chad says and the stern tone makes my skin tingle. I don’t look at him, but I turn to the table and put my hand on that damn manila envelope, wanting the contents to spontaneously start on fire. It makes me want to throw up, the possibility of them being true, and before I know it a fresh wave of anger rolls over me and I slide the envelope over the table, toward Chad. It goes flying; along with all the other papers, salt and pepper shaker and an empty glass as I let out a frustrated scream.
“That’s what’s goin’ on!” I cry after the shattering of the glass stops ringing in my throbbing head. Chad has a slack jaw look, his eyes going from me to the envelope now on the hardwood floor before he crouches down to pick them up. As he opens it and reaches in, I let my anger control me and I slap my hands on the table, letting out another frustrated, strangled scream; turning toward the patio door and seeing my horrid reflection. My face is puffy from the crying and my hair is a mess from running my hands through it, but I don’t care. I want answers and I want the truth.
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Let me just say that I have had the first three books of this series for a while. and when the chance to read the four book in the series I knew that I was gone love to read it. This is a great story I am gone keep this short and sweet cause I don't want to give anything away. This book pick right up where the third book ends, Bobby and Ellie's story continues! Through trials and triumph this couple has overcome what most will never would have, in this book you get to see what Ellie is going through not having Bobby around and she is dealing with her past at the same time. Their where part in this book that have made me cried, I love it how you get to see the love that this two characters have for each other, now I cant wait for the next book in this series. Author Theresa Marguerite Hewitt THANK YOU for introducing me to this amazing series love it.
Contains rowdy country fun, heart warming love and one heart wrenching farewell that will leave you speechless.
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