Gabriel's Redemption (Gabriel's Inferno Trilogy) Read Free Page A

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    Julia worried about her ability to say no to his deepest longing. She’d be overwhelmed with the desire to please him, to make him happy, and in so doing would sacrifice her own happiness.
    She hadn’t had much growing up. She’d been poor and neglected when she lived with Sharon in St. Louis. But she’d distinguished herself in school. Her intelligence and discipline had served her well through Saint Joseph’s University and the University of Toronto.
    Her first year at Harvard had been successful. Now was not the time to quit or drop out. Now was not the time to have a child.
    Julia covered her face with her hands and prayed for strength.

    A few hours later, Gabriel walked into the kitchen, carrying his running shoes and socks. He was clad in a Harvard T-shirt and shorts and was about to retrieve a bottle of water from the fridge when he saw Julia sitting at the kitchen island, her head in her hands.
    “There you are.” He dropped his shoes and socks to the floor and greeted her with an insistent kiss. “I wondered where you’d gone.”
    He remarked her tired eyes and the purple smudges below them. She looked distressed.
    “What’s wrong?”
    “Nothing. I just finished cleaning the kitchen and the fridge, and now I’m making a list for the grocery store.” She pointed to a large piece of paper that was covered in her flowing script. It sat next to a cup of coffee that was stone cold and half empty, along with another equally long list of to-do items.
    Gabriel looked around at the kitchen, which was sparkling within an inch of its life. Even the floors were immaculate.
    “It’s seven o’clock. Isn’t it a bit early for housekeeping?”
    “I have a lot to do.” She didn’t sound enthusiastic.
    Gabriel took her hand, stroking his thumb across her palm. “You look tired. Didn’t you sleep well?”
    “I woke up early and couldn’t get back to sleep. I need to make up the bedrooms and clean the bathrooms. Then I need to go shopping and plan the meals. And . . .” She heaved a shuddering sigh.
    “And?” he prompted, lowering his head so he could meet her eyes, which had moved to the long to-do list.
    “I need to keep moving. I’m not even dressed.” She tugged the edges of her pale blue silk bathrobe together and moved to stand.
    Gabriel stopped her.
    “You don’t need to do anything. I said I’d find someone to clean the house, and I will.” He gestured to the grocery list. “I’ll go to the store after my run.”
    Her shoulders relaxed slightly. “That will help. Thank you.”
    He cupped her cheek with his hand. “Go back to bed. You look exhausted.”
    “There’s still too much to do,” she whispered.
    “I’ll look after it. You need to work on your lecture.” He offered her a half-smile. “But get some sleep first. A tired mind doesn’t work very well.”
    He kissed her once again and led her upstairs. He pulled the covers back on their bed and watched her settle before tucking her in.
    “I know this is the first time we’ve had houseguests. I don’t expect you to be the maid. And I certainly don’t want our relatives to keep you from meeting your deadline. Work in the study for the rest of the day. Forget about everything else. I’ll handle it.”
    He pressed his lips to her forehead and turned out the light, leaving Julia to her slumber.

    Gabriel usually listened to music when he jogged, but on this morning his mind was distracted. Julianne was overwhelmed; it was obvious. She wasn’t an early riser and from the looks of her this morning, she’d been awake for hours.
    They probably shouldn’t have invited their relatives to visit prior to her conference. But since they were going to Italy for most of the summer, this was the only time everyone could be together.
    He’d forgotten how time consuming it was to have company. He’d never entertained more than one or two people at a time, and then only with the support of a housekeeper and a bank