Limitless Love (Lotus House #4)(93)

He smiled and kissed me. “Love you, Mrs. Hart.”

“I love you, Mr. Hart.”

“So, Clay, man, when’s your next one?” the tattoo artist inquired.

Clayton chuckled and twined his fingers with mine. “Don’t know. Probably when I have another kid and need to add another flower.” He shrugged.

The man laughed, and I clenched Clay’s hand. His eyes flashed to mine.

“Better make your appointment soon, then.” I lifted his hand to my belly.

His eyes widened and his mouth dropped open. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying? That I should plan to make an appointment or I already need an appointment?”

I laughed and shook my head. Men could be so dense sometimes. We women always had to lay it all out for them.

“I’m saying in about seven months, you’re going to be a daddy…well, a daddy again.”

His mouth opened and closed. “I’m going to be a…” He ran his hands through his spiked hair twice and then turned to me. “You’re carrying my baby?” he asked, awe coating every word.

I smiled wide. “I am. That’s why I had to rush this appointment. I just found out and didn’t want to wait to finish the last of the tattoo, so we’d be free.”

“She’s carrying my baby,” he announced to the tattoo artist.

The man just laughed and walked away, giving us our space.

Clayton looked like he was completely mystified.

“You gonna hug me or what?” I laughed.

“Fuck yeah!” He pulled me in his arms. “You’re carrying my baby,” he whispered into my neck. “We’re going to have a baby. Lily’s going to be a big sister.”

“I can’t wait,” I admitted, as happy as I could ever be.

Clayton pulled back and stared deeply into my eyes, and I saw it all. Our future was endless blue skies.

“Monet, before you, I was going through the motions. Work, gym, a couple of friends. Nothing gave me joy. Not like we have now. I had love in my life but not the love of a good woman. You came along and filled my heart with love, my days with laughter, my bed with a beautiful woman.” He gripped me more firmly and brought his face a scant inch from mine so nothing could intrude on this moment.

“For you, my wife…my love is limitless.”





THE END





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Book Five in the Lotus House Series

(April 3, 2018)



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Excerpt From Silent Sins - A Lotus House Novel (Book 5)





NICHOLAS



Lotus House is alive with energy when I enter, and my baby sis, Gracie, is hot on my heels. She’s wearing a bright smile and the new yoga outfit I bought her to celebrate her first day.

“Hey, Nick!” Dara waves from the front desk where she’s helping a blonde customer sign up for classes. Luna, the owner’s daughter, is behind her, filing something away in the cabinets.

“Ladies, bringing in my baby girl Gracie to teach her first Vin Flow class. You pumped, Gracie?” I ask, knocking her shoulder playfully.

“So pumped!” She squeals and does a little touchdown jig.

Dara smiles huge. “Girl, you know you got this. I’ve taken your substitute classes. Just remember, when you lose your place, breathe through it and go into tree, warrior, or child’s pose, depending on if you have them standing or on the mat.”

Gracie leans into the counter, bumping the petite blonde next to her. “Oh, sorry.”

The blonde looks up, but all I can see is her profile. And what a damn fine profile it is. Classic, proud chin, a small, straight nose, and bee-sting-reddened lips. Her skin is so pale I can see the light-blue veins running just under the surface of her long, swan-like neck. Her blond hair is a golden platinum that’s bundled up on top of her head, making her look more like a ballerina than a yoga student.

She mumbles something and then tips her head down, just as I round over to Gracie’s side so I can see her more clearly. Long, black, fanned eyelashes meet the top of her cheeks as she focuses on the initial new client paperwork in front of her.

Smoothly, or not so smoothly, I encircle Gracie’s bicep and ease her around behind my body and to the other side so I can be next to the willowy creature who’s yet to look up. Something about her is calling to me, forcing my hand as I touch her shoulder.

Her gaze flashes up, eyes a foamy see-through gray, like cloudy white quartz. With a mere glance, I’m lost. Gone.

Sorrow. Sadness. Pain. All those emotions flash behind her gaze before she licks her lips and looks back down. She drops the pen, her hand shaking when she picks it back up.

A barrage of images parades across my vision like a mini-movie. Looking at her eyes over dinner. Watching those eyes twinkle as I make her laugh. Staring into them, lust-filled with desire, as I press into her naked body. Sharing past sadness and helping her find peace while holding her in my arms. Her tears falling as she bares her soul.