Fleeting Time (eBook)

L Aquila (Autor)

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2021 | 1. Auflage
260 Seiten
Bookbaby (Verlag)
978-1-0983-6088-7 (ISBN)

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Lexi Stone disappeared and has been missing for seven years. She is still wearing the same clothes from the day she vanished while running into her husband, children, and his new girlfriend. Lexi is in complete shock when she stumbles upon them. She has no memory of her time away. Lexi begins to have ongoing flashbacks of her time when she was missing as she struggles to put all the pieces back together. She still loves her husband, but soon becomes attracted to her sexy boss, Dan. He makes her feel whole again. Meanwhile, a mysterious man from her past comes back to haunt her and claim her as his. He will not give up until he has her. Dan will do anything to protect Lexi. She lost her husband to another woman, will she ever be able to find love again? Who says we can't have two loves in a lifetime? Possible trigger warning. Must be 18 +

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Lexi Stone disappeared and has been missing for seven years. She is still wearing the same clothes from the day she vanished while running into her husband, children, and his new girlfriend. Lexi is in complete shock when she stumbles upon them. Lexi begins to have ongoing flashbacks of her time when she was missing as she struggles to put the pieces back together. She still loves her husband, but soon becomes attracted to her sexy boss, Dan. Meanwhile, a mysterious man from her past comes back to haunt her and claim her as his. He will not give up until he has her. Dan will do anything to protect Lexi. She lost her husband to another woman, will she ever be able to find love again?Who says we can't have two loves in a lifetime? Possible trigger warning. Must be 18+

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Chapter 1

Lexi

“Hey, babe, wake up we’re going to the carnival with the kids today. We promised them,” I say with a smirk at my beautiful husband. He’s laying down in bed looking oh so tempting. Jake and I have been married for ten years. We were high school sweethearts.

I got pregnant right out of high school, so he took over his father’s car dealership, which was a huge plus because I was able to stay home with my children.

My daughter is ten; her name is Isabelle, and my son is three. His name is Sean. They are my everything.

“Babe, can you give me five more minutes? Or better yet get over here and lay with me preferably with no clothes on?” he smirks.

My husband is by far the sexiest man I know, with his jet-black hair, blue eyes, and square jaw. I have to beat the ladies off. He and my son look alike and my daughter and I do as well, with our long brunette wavy hair and green eyes. Sometimes people have to do a double-take because I had her so young, we look very similar.

“Babe, I would love more than anything to stay in bed all day today but we promised the kids,” I say.

He pulls me down towards him and kisses me. It starts chaste then turns into something more. As he kisses me hard it’s like the first time every time our hands roam each other’s bodies and we begin breathing frantically.

“You are so beautiful,” he says breathing heavily.

“I love you so much babe,” I say as I gravitate towards him.

Bang bang! The doorknob starts shaking. “Mom! Dad! Let’s go!!” My daughter says loud enough to startle us both.

“Ughhh, why is it every time we start kissing it’s like she knows to come and break it up? I smile.

“It’s OK. I’ll get dressed,” Jake says. He grins at me, leans down for one more kiss.

I smile to myself and lay there watching his fine ass walk over to the bathroom. He shuts the door and turns the shower on. I lay there thinking how blessed I am to have a family filled with so much joy and love.

It’s not always easy but without them, I would be nothing. Sometimes I get frustrated and say things I don’t mean; I know we all do. Jake knows it’s hard for me at home with the kids all day while he’s at work.

Sean isn’t in school yet and when Isabella comes home from school, she doesn’t really help out; she just does her own thing. She is just a kid but what I didn’t realize was how jealous she would feel towards her brother. I mean he’s only three. I guess when you’re an only child for seven years and someone else comes along it can be hard. I do my best not to get frustrated with her though. We all have our moments.

I walk out of the room while Jake gets ready.

“Hey, Mom!” Isabelle says so cheerfully this morning which I’m grateful for. “Can you make us breakfast?”

“Of course, sweetie,” I say while giving her a big hug. “Is your brother up yet?”

“Yeah, he’s playing in his playroom at the moment.”

“Mom . . . ” she whines, “he keeps waking me up in the morning! Tell him to stop,” she says with animated hand movements.

I beam at her. “He loves you, Isabelle, you know that. You should be happy he wants to always spend time with his big sister.”

“Yeah, yeah,” she says with her shoulders slouched.

“Mom, you know how easy and great my life was before him,” she huffs. “You know I love him, but he gets all the attention from you and Dad then . . . he wants mine!’’ she exclaims.

“Sweetie, we do the best we can. He’s still little and needs more attention. I promise you this weekend you and I will get alone time to do girl stuff,” I explain happily.

She smiles, “I hope so!”

“I promise, sweetie, I promise.”

I put the pancake mix in the pan and ask Isabelle to watch it while I check on Sean who I can basically see through our kitchen because it’s an open floor plan.

“Hey, baby,” I coo, smiling down at my precious little boy playing with his toys.

“Mama!! Mama!! I want brewfest pweseee,” he says with his cute little voice that I can understand even though he’s not exactly saying the whole word.

Grinning, I lean down, squeeze him and pepper kisses all over his face while he giggles and laughs excitedly. “I love you, baby, so much.”

“Wuv you, mama,” he says.

“I’ll be right back with your breakfast.”

This is what life is all about. I have never been happier. I still have night terrors, basically since I was a child. My home life wasn’t the most loving, I should say. Some things happened that I prayed every night I could change yet I’m still haunted by those demons regularly.

Jake comes out of the room dressed and showered giving us all a hug and kiss. We eat and chat for a while before heading out of the house.

That’s when my life changed, when my world came to a stop. This is the story that forever changed me.

It’s a beautiful sunny day as we all pack into our black SUV. We are lucky to be able to drive any car or truck we want from our dealership.

The windows are down, the kids are laughing, my husband looks happy and so do I.

He holds my hand the whole ride to the carnival; the kids are so excited. As we pull up to the front, I get this feeling in the pit of my stomach; it sinks literally.

I don’t understand this feeling so I shake it off the best I can. “Babe, are you OK?” Jake says with concern on his face.

“Yeah, I’m fine . . . I just got this weird feeling that’s all.”

“Just stay close to the kids, OK?”

“Yeah, of course” he says. “You worry too much,” he grins.

“I can’t help it.” I smile back at him. “Moms are supposed to worry.”

“How are your dreams?” he asks.

“The same,” I say.

“Maybe you should talk to someone about them again, babe.”

“Maybe I should,” I sigh.

He is always there for me no matter what and I couldn’t be more grateful.

“Jake, I love you,’’ I say smiling up at my husband.

He’s so fit and tanned, I just can’t get enough of him. We are always holding hands or touching. I guess we can’t help ourselves, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

As we park and exit the car, I have Sean set up in the stroller and his bag with snacks, also a change of clothes underneath it just in case. He starts asking for his sippy cup which I give to him right away. He happily starts drinking as we stroll through the carnival.

Sean starts clapping and laughing, obviously excited about the huge clown picture ahead. The Ferris wheel, games, and smell of carnival food hit you right in the face.

We all walk around together and take in the scene before us. It’s so nice to get out and do family things because Jake works so much during the week and sometimes even on the weekends.

Still, I can’t help this bad feeling I have and I’m starting to get anxious. I grew up in a dysfunctional home, so my anxiety has always been something I struggled with.

Jake always helped me through my panic attacks, but I usually would have an escape and not be around the kids for them to witness.

So, I push it down in the back of my head and try to clear my thoughts while working on my breathing. I start feeling better as we walk. I have learned to control my attacks the best I can.

What I can’t control is when my throat literally closes from lack of air when the panic attack hits hard. I’m thankful that this nervous feeling is controllable.

Jake and Isabelle walk over to play a game together and they look so happy and carefree, it’s beautiful.

Today is beautiful. The sun is shining; we are all having a great time.

An hour into the carnival Sean starts to get restless so I decide to walk around with him in the stroller while Isabelle and Jake play games.

“Babe, can you go get us some more tickets?” Jake asks.

“Sure, no problem I’ll be right back,” I smile. They continue playing and laughing. I take Sean with me in his stroller over to the ticket booth.

There is no line at the moment which is great because Sean isn’t having it right now. I’m waiting for a meltdown; it’s about that time.

“Can I please have $20 worth of tickets?”

The lady from the booth smiles and gives me an incredulous look.

She stares at me for a couple of seconds with her round cheeks and gray hair and says, “Do you thank god every day for your blessings?”

“Um, I’m sorry?” I say with uncertainty in my voice. I don’t even know this lady and she’s asking me an odd question.

She looks at my son and says to me, “You should thank him every day that you wake up with a beautiful family because you never know when he could take it away.”

Take it away? What the hell is this lady on? I give her a questionable look like I have no idea what she’s talking about.

“Your life is a gift, young lady and it seems your aura is yellow with a touch of indigo, which means you’re easily led, happy yet intellectual, and highly intuitive. You are a seeker, my dear.”

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Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 20.3.2021
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Krimi / Thriller / Horror
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Romane / Erzählungen
• ISBN-10: 1-0983-6088-5 / 1098360885
• ISBN-13: 978-1-0983-6088-7 / 9781098360887