Four years ago, my dreams were shattered in an instant.
Three months ago, I found something I haven’t had in years.
That hope came in the form of a sexy, carefree hockey player named Brody Murphy. He swooped in and won me over with his big heart and the way he cared for me…and my girls. When they look at him, they see the father they’ve never had.
Now, my past and present are colliding and the outcome might just be too much for me to bear. Can I make the right decision when I’ve spent my whole life making the wrong ones?
“Good morning!” I bounced into the kitchen.
“Hi?” Mom said, turning to face me from the stove. “What’s with you today?
You’re unusually perky.”
“Nothing. Just excited to see Brody tonight.” The girls had already finished
eating and were coloring at the island as I walked over and kissed them on the tops of
Mom rolled her eyes and chuckled. “It’s only been a couple days since you two
have seen each other.”
“I know.” I went over to the stove and scooped up some scrambled eggs on my
plate before I sat with Lucy and Piper at the island. “I’m pathetic.”
“A little, but it’s sweet.” She winked at me.
“Wait! Before I get too excited, is there a guest room available tonight?”
Mom turned back from the stove with a blank look on her face and stared at me.
After a second she pulled her brows in and tilted her head to the side suspiciously.
“Did he not tell you?”
I was confused. “Tell me what?”
A slow grin grew on her face and she slowly shook her head. “Oh, that boy. You
better hold on to him, Kacie.”
“What are you talking about?”
“When he told me about you being uncomfortable, um—” She glanced at the
girls and back at me. I could tell she was trying to speak in code because of them. “—
being roommates at night, I told him that he was welcome to a guest room anytime
he wanted one. I said I’d save one for him.” She walked over to the island and put her
hand on her hip while I continued shoveling eggs into my mouth. “He insisted I not
be out any money because of all this, so he prepaid for one guest room for an entire
year. Three hundred and sixty-five nights.”
My mouth fell open as my fork dropped to the plate, making a horrible clanging
noise. “He paid for a whole year?”
She nodded. “A whole year. He’s crazy about you, Girl, and clearly confident in
your relationship—at least for a year.”
“Be right back!” I jumped off the stool and ran to my bedroom, grabbing my phone off the nightstand.
YOU PAID FOR A WHOLE YEAR?!?!?
My foot tapped impatiently for two minutes, waiting for his response. Finally, my phone beeped.
B: YOU TALKED TO YOUR MOM, HUH?
WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME?
B: WHAT? AND MISS THIS MOMENT? ARE YOU KIDDING? SURPRISING YOU IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE THINGS IN THE WORLD, KACIE. WELL, THAT AND WATCHING THE LOOK ON YOUR FACE WHEN YOU COME.
About the Author
Beth Ehemann lives in the northern suburbs of Chicago with her 4 children and her husband, who is really just a big kid himself most of the time. She loves reading, writing, photography, martinis and all things Chicago Cubs