Her gaze skittered away, skipping over the parents who had found only fault with her for as long as she could remember, to land on Melanie. Gabe’s grandmother smiled softly and nodded as if giving her blessing. Then she winked.
Happiness bubbled up from the deepest corners of Jane’s soul until she couldn’t contain her delight. She dropped her forehead to Gabe’s chest and started to laugh.
He tucked a finger under her chin and lifted her face. Love gleamed in his smiling eyes. “Jane?”
Her giddy smile started in her heart and quickly spread to her face. “Since this is a new beginning, can we start again?”
He grinned and pressed a kiss to her nose. “Works for me. Hello, darlin’. My name is Gabe Sutton.”
Wriggling until he loosened his hold, she looped her arms around his neck and held on tight. “Hello back.” She grinned. “My name is Jane Sutton, and oh, by the way. I love you, too.”
A word about the author...
Raised in the Boston area, Mac and her husband now live in Phoenix where they raised two rambunctious little boys into wonderful men.
Dirt bikes and ESPN are the order around their house, and life at the “Testosterone Ranch” more closely resembles one of today’s wacky reality shows than yesterday’s “Leave It To Beaver.”
The grandmother of two, Mac’s love of the romance genre has been a lifelong affair.
A bout with breast cancer strengthened her resolve to see her stories shared with others. As of today, Mac is a six-year survivor, living her dream.