John Jones

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  • by John Jones Ryan Bradley couldn't believe what he was seeing. Keeley, her father, and that cheating ex-boyfriend of hers were walking around the park pushing a double stroller without a care in the world. Twins? She had been pregnant with twins? The rings on their fingers told him that she had actually married the guy like Valentina said she would. Unbelievable. He had thought she was smarter than this. No one sane would go back to somebody who had already hurt them once. What had happened to the strong,…
  • by John Jones Time passed. The babies turned three months old and could finally fit into newborn clothes. Keeley's days consisted of reading to them, bathing them, feeding them, and changing countless diapers. Aaron still hadn't deposed his father because he didn't know what to do about Lacy Knighton. He had Aiden drop all of his other work solely to look into every facet of her life trying to find some dirt he could use with no luck. Summer had arrived and Keeley's cabin fever was so real. Aside from sneaking the…
  • by John Jones Keeley beamed at her husband when he walked through the door with a bouquet of flowers. "What are those for?" "Do I need a reason to spoil you?" he asked as he put them in a vase. Obviously he didn't because he did this sort of thing all the time. Aaron had become surprisingly sweet. He held her tightly for a moment before turning his attention to the babies. They were lying side by side on a colorful mat with soft, dangling toys hanging from a bar above it and staring at the pretty things,…
  • by John Jones Lacy was over the moon when her father told her that Aaron had broken things off with his Bostonian fiancée. The part about him telling his father he didn't want a business marriage didn't even register in her mind. She was too busy daydreaming about what it would be like being Mrs. Hale. The parties, the jewelry, the status of being the top socialite married to the top businessman in high society. Everything she had been dreaming of since she was thirteen years old was about to come to fruition.…
  • by John Jones "I have more than fulfilled my responsibilities to this company," Aaron said stiffly. "Our productivity and stock prices have risen more than thirty percent since I became the vice president. We're in the process of expanding to three different countries. I don't need a business marriage to make these sorts of contributions." Alistair looked like he wanted to protest but couldn't come up with a valid argument. His son had done more than he did for the company in the past four years and he knew it. But…
  • by John Jones Aaron was exhausted from waking up twice in the middle of the night to help Keeley feed the twins but he still had to drag himself out of bed and go to work. All three of them were dead to the world so he kissed each of them on the forehead before heading downstairs for a very large cup of coffee. "You look terrible," Cameron noted when he delivered the reports. "Rough night?" "One of many," he said tiredly. He hadn't gotten a decent night's sleep in the two weeks the twins had been home from the…
  • by John Jones Aaron turned his head to look at his wife, who was now resting her head against his shoulder as she held their son. She had been turning to him for comfort progressively more over time but he wasn't sure what that meant. Was she simply playing her role as his wife or did she actually like him, even a little bit? She had just complimented him in a roundabout way. She wanted one of their kids to look like him. He hoped they looked like her because he loved her…so what was her logic? Just because she…
  • by John Jones The Hale twins were lucky; they only needed to be in the NICU for two weeks. During half of that time Keeley was still in the hospital recovering from giving birth. Aaron refused to leave her side until she came home and pretended he had the flu to get out of work without his father suspecting anything. The new parents spent a lot of time doing "kangaroo care" or holding the babies with skin-to-skin contact against their chests. The NICU nurses highly recommended it to help the babies' development but…
  • by John Jones "We met our senior year of high school," Aaron said simply. "The seating chart was ordered alphabetically by last name and Keeley introduced herself to me by commenting on how similar our names were." She was surprised he remembered that tiny detail. Even she had forgotten what she said during their first real encounter. "That was all? How did you start dating?" In this life or the last one? Keeley wasn't sure how to answer that question. Thankfully Aaron took it for her once again. "We were…
  • by John Jones Keeley dipped a wash cloth in warm water and began gently swiping at her friend's face. It took a few minutes to get all of the oatmeal residue off. She was about to get a second cloth to clean her own face when Aaron began doing it for her. "I could have done it myself," she pointed out. He didn't even answer properly, all he did was shrug. Keeley had his number. He wanted an excuse to touch her face. Considering what a cold person he normally was, he was surprisingly touchy-feely with her. At…
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