✨EXCERPT: VIOLET PROMISES by Marie Johnston is coming December 3!
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The renter could be a nice guy. Even better, he’d tell me that he’d like to cut his lease early and I was solving a problem for him. He’d move immediately, and I’d have a place I could afford.
Right. Yes. Let’s do this.
I got out and faced what could be an adorable porch with a little sanding and a fresh coat of stain. A few of the slats in the railing needed to be replaced, but the way it wrapped around the house would capture both the sunrise and the sunset. The front door was more inviting than the side entrance. Both were weathered, with screen doors that had a multitude of holes in the screens.
The steps creaked as I crested them. Those should get repaired.
What was left of my investment funds would not go far. All I needed was for it to get me through to gainful employment and hopefully the winter. Because right smack in the middle of January, I needed both time and money.
My stomach heaved. There were still the stipulations. Married for a year before the house was officially mine. Did I think I needed to be getting wed and moving in here? Finding a guy to marry—real quick—and taking on everything when—
The door squeaked open before I could knock.
My heart thudded behind my sternum, and I was faced with a big man. He wore wrinkled and well-used tan cargo pants over old cowboy boots, and his black T-shirt hugged a barrel of a chest. He was squinting against the sunlight, his head cocked. The gleam on his shaved head made my palms itch.
Because I knew what that stubble felt like. I knew what he looked like with every stitch of clothing off and how thick those thighs really were. I knew what he felt like thrusting inside of me for longer than I’d ever thought possible.
My gut roiled, and all the stress in the last three months of my life reached a crescendo. I opened my mouth to suck in fresh air, but words formed instead, and I shut my brain off. They had to be said. “I’m pregnant. It’s yours.”
Just as his brows drew together, I spun. I rushed to the railing and heaved all the contents of my stomach up into a patch of purple irises.
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