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Hero Romance
being able to save another human being when that was his job. It was written on his face, and the fear he felt that she would reject him was there, too.
“Ethan,” she said as she brushed away her tears and reached out a hand to grasp his. “I’m not happy my husband died, in no way shape or form, but I’m glad you’re here with me,” she told him. She pulled him in and cradled his head to her chest as she marveled that she was the one who was giving the comfort when she had thought she’d be the one receiving it.
They were silent for quite some time, and as she thought and let her mind wander; Elaine realized she knew what the reading had meant. The anger she had felt was strongly diminished, and she knew what her future held.
Chapter Eight
The doorbell rang, her heart stopped, and her mother seemed to pounce like a cat that had found a mouse. Thomas made train noises as he played with the wooden one with the red paint peeling. She was holding a cup of tea in her hands and gently placed it on the kitchen table as she took a deep breath. Then she traversed the space between her and the entranceway to the kitchen and smiled at Ethan as he said hello to her mother.
“Well, come on inside. It’s bitter cold out there and I’m sure your mother doesn’t like to be kept waiting, oh hello, Marjorie! I didn’t see you behind your tall, statuesque son!” Her mother never missed a beat, and Ethan was pushed to the side like a forgotten, old Christmas gift.
He was holding all the gifts in his arms as if he’d just been drug along on a shopping trip with a shopaholic.
“Good morning,” he whispered when he was finally able to get past Marjorie and Priscilla.
“Good morning,” Elaine whispered to him. She chanced a quick kiss before she led him into the living room to deposit the gifts. Thomas was ignoring the hubbub as he crashed his train into a dump truck. He made crunching noises and swooshing noises and flung the two into the air.
Then he grabbed the fire engine and began to make the alarm sounds. Ethan stepped up behind him with his hands in his pockets. He watched a moment before he squatted down beside the boy and smiled at him. “You know the police officers, come to the scene of an accident, too.” Thomas didn’t miss a beat as he grabbed the cop car; a tiny thing compared to the rest of his toys and handed it to Ethan.
He turned it over in his fingers a few times, glanced at Elaine to make sure she was okay, and then proceeded to introduce himself. “I’m Ethan,” he said as he held out his hand.
“Thomas,” her son responded, grasping the hand as if he were already a tiny man and shaking it. Then he released and went back to crashing his cars together. Ethan handed the police car back when Thomas held out his hand, and they proceeded to talk about what firemen and policemen did at the scene of an accident.
Marjorie and Priscilla were in the kitchen arguing over how long the turkey should be cooked, and Elaine found herself sitting down as she watched her son accept Ethan into his life as if he’d always been there. Her heart swelled with love for the two of them and she felt the worry and fear slowly easing out of her body. No matter what happened, she knew that Ethan wasn’t going to leave her intentionally. He would do the best he could to stick around, and she knew she would eventually accept that he was a firefighter. Every day he would put his life at risk for others, and every day she knew he would do his best to come back to her.
THE END
**BONUS STORIES INCLUDED**
FIRST TIME ONE NIGHT STAND
EROTIC BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE
Chapter One
“There are days where I just want to choke you, Marie.” It was red, silky, and utterly scandalous. She’d look like a runway model wearing this dress, but she’d feel like a washed out pinup girl who was desperate for attention.
“You’ll look great, and that will translate to you feeling great. Come on, you need a