Losing Him (Mitchell Family #8)(64)

I didn’t waste any time putting hand in his. We walked together slowly with our eyes focused on the man we both loved. When we made it to Jessie, he grabbed one of each of our hands and we stood forming a circle. Jacob got a kick out of being a part of the ceremony, while I battled with being able to go ten minutes without sobbing.

When the pastor told us we were married, I think I took my first full breath. Jessie kissed me deeply and pulled away to whisper in my ear. “I love you.”

I’d waited over thirty years to hear a man say that to me and mean it. I don’t think it would ever get old.

That night, once we got off the plane in Jamaica and checked into our hotel, Jessie and I laid in bed looking into each other’s eyes. He played with my hair while smiling at me the whole time. “You look happy.”

“That’s because I am,” he answered.

“How would you feel about having another baby?”

He pulled me on top of him and cupped my naked ass. “Are we going to start trying now?”

I shook my head and sat up, grabbing my abdomen. “We don’t even need to try. I’m six weeks along.”

That night I did something that I never thought I ever be able to do.

I made love to my husband; the man who finally loved me.



For the longest time I had given my heart to Tyler Mitchell. Losing him was when I finally found my happily ever after.

The end of Book 8

Look for Book 9, Loving Her in December 2013.



Here is the first 3 chapters of Twinsequences for you to enjoy!



Chapter 1

Just walk away.

“Can I have an iced mocha latte with skim milk and whipped cream?” Yeah, the whipped cream cancelled out the skim milk, but at least I attempted to be good. Besides, it had been my breakfast for the past four years of college.

“That’ll be three dollars and thirteen cents. Please pull around.” I loved routines, my life, and the future that I was going to have.

I couldn’t believe that I’d finally graduated and was now able to start my life. After I’d found a job, it was my plan to go back to school and get my bachelors degree. I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t ambitious. It was in my blood, with my parents both being doctors.

They’d wanted me to follow in their footsteps, but I still wasn’t sure that was the right career path for me. The hardest part was the fact that I hadn’t been home in years. It wasn’t because of my parents and it wasn’t even because of my sister, well, not directly because of her. She couldn’t have known what was going on inside of my head.

No, there was someone else that I couldn’t face; someone that I’d be forced to be around if I went home to visit.

Stoshua Wheeler.

I guess to better understand my reasoning, I’ll have to go back to my senior year of high school, the year when everything happened. It was then that I decided that I needed to be as far away from my twin sister, and this town, as I could get.

Growing up, and being just minutes apart, was awesome having a twin. We talked alike, dressed alike, and shared everything. Every memory I ever had as a little girl, my sister was with me. We were inseparable and the best of friends. Imagine having someone that is the mirror image of you. We shared the same friends and even interests.

Then high school happened.

It was the first day of our senior year. My sister, being captain of the cheerleading squad, changed her outfit at least six times. She couldn’t decide on putting her hair up or leaving it down.

While she had a nervous breakdown, I straightened my hair and put on the outfit that I’d picked out the night before. I’d already looked up my syllabus and known my schedule, since I volunteered at the school during the summer.

The one thing I hated about high school, was having to share a car with my sister. Sure, it was a BMW, and all of our friends envied us, but my sister had the crazy social life. I was usually stuck bumming a ride with one of my friends.

As usual, I ended up being the first student to arrive in class. Most people wouldn’t enjoy AP Chemistry first thing in the morning. I felt it to be invigorating.

The class filled with familiar faces. When you were enrolled in the classes that I was in, you were always stuck with the same people. It was good to have the same friends, even though my studies were more important than any kind of socializing.

I’d been on a mission ever since middle school. My focus was to have the best grade point average that was possible.

I was prepared for the new school year. Nothing could distract me. Well, that’s what I thought. Five minutes after the bell rang, the most handsome specimen of a man

walked into my classroom. His hair was wavy and he was so tan. Even before I saw his blue eyes, I think I knew they were going to make me melt.

The teacher took his schedule and looked out at us. The only empty seat was next to me. I usually preferred sitting alone, so that I could focus.

“What kind of name is Stoshua?” “Joshua was already taken,” he replied sarcastically. I couldn’t help but laugh. A couple students turned around and gave me a dirty look. When I looked up at the front of the classroom again, the new guy was

looking right at me. I didn’t know what to do, so I looked down at my hands and refused to look at him again. My cheeks were rapidly growing hot and my heart was pounding out of my chest.