glad Jesus restored it and
your marriage, but Scott won’t have that chance.”
“Let’s get back to you and Halcyon. What man
in his right mind would hold out hope for a woman who is living
with a man, when you have so many other women vying for your
attention—your employees, church sisters, social circle?”
“When you put it that way, you make me sound
as if I were pining for a married woman, which Halcyon was not. If
a man doesn’t give a woman a ring, there is no commitment.” To
Zachary’s ears, his reasoning sounded weak, but Halcyon had his
heart twisted up in knots from the beginning. He dipped a fry into
the ketchup on his plate. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t dated,
searching to see if there was actually someone else. “Plus, I don’t
believe every relationship in our lives is a perfect fit, whether
it is work-related, family or the opposite sex. After you married
Desi and once I got to know Halcyon at family gatherings—that Scott
never attended—I could see she was in the wrong relationship.”
Zachary took a few more bites, then wiped his
mouth. “What does the verse in first Corinthians say? Love is
long suffering, kind, not boastful, nor behaves shamefully , and
on and on. As far as Bridget”—preferring to use her middle name as
an endearment—“is concerned, I’ve fulfilled verses four through
seven. Although I didn’t pray for things to turn out the way they
have between her and Scott, he had four years to do the right
thing, but I’m not rejoicing at the outcome either because she and
the babies are the causalities.”
“And there’s more.” Michael dabbed his mouth
and sat back.
Not liking the manner in which his brother
said that, Zachary braced himself, selfishly praying that Scott and
Halcyon had not reconciled. If so, he was done hoping, waiting and
praying for her. “What?”
“I overheard Halcyon tell her sisters that
Scott got married a while back.”
“Wow.” Zachary whistled. He hadn’t expected
that. The man in him wanted to pump his fist in the air for sweet
victory, but his heart sank, knowing the news had to really hurt
her.
“There’s more. Get this, to a woman with a
son. Go figure.”
“Yikes.” Zachary was quickly losing his
appetite. “That had to crush her, but I’m here to help her
recover.”
“I’ll be praying for you.” Michael lifted his
glass for a toast, and Zachary clicked it. “At least Desi and I
were on the same level as far as attraction was concerned. Halcyon
may not even like you in that way.”
Zachary would not be swayed as he summoned
the waitress for their check. “She will. Trust me. Halcyon Bridget
Holland is mine.”
Chapter 2
Life goes on, Halcyon thought, recalling
memories of her first official “Mommy’s Day Out” that had occurred
six weeks after she had delivered Ashanti. Her Granny Rose had
started the tradition when her mother had her older sister, Tracey.
Then Sarah Holland did the honors when Tracey had her firstborn
son, Halcyon had been next, and now it was Desi’s hoopla.
That had been an incredible moment when she
had embraced motherhood for the first time. Halcyon’s heart had
been filled with so many dreams of a perfect life with the man she
had loved. That bubble burst.
She pushed those depressing thoughts aside.
Once again, three generations of Holland women gathered for brunch
at Mother’s Heart, a boutique restaurant that catered to new
mothers, to celebrate Desi’s milestone as a new mother.
“Do you know how long I have waited for this
moment?” Judging from the grin on Desi’s face, they all knew the
answer. Her sister looked as if she could barely contain
herself.
“Yes, we do.” Their mother rolled her eyes in
jest. “Minutes after you delivered MJ, mention of “Mommy’s Day Out”
popped up here and there as if we were going to forget.”
The Holland sisters chuckled as Desi blushed.
Granny Rose slid the long gift box toward Desi. It was the keepsake
gift for MJ
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