To Love Honor & Kill: Valentine Mystery Book 5

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Excerpt (Abridged Chapter 1)

Tess looked up into the brilliant blue-green eyes of her husband and saw unease. He’d tossed and turned throughout the night, so it wasn’t surprising he was up before the sun had barely peeked over the horizon. He’d sought refuge on the sun porch off their bedroom.

“Did I wake you?” His arms wrapped around her, pulled her to the warmth of his body. She loved how safe she felt in his arms, but she got the impression his holding her was more to comfort himself than her.

“You had a long night. Worried about today?”

“Not worried so much as feeling like after today, everything may change.”

“Were you like this the night before our wedding?”

He smiled, showing his one sexy dimple. “Not quite.”

“After that day, everything changed.”

“Yes, but that day was a dream come true.”

Her insides turned to mush. Being married to a hopeless romantic meant her insides went gooey a lot. She wondered if she ever made his insides go gooey too. Probably not as much. There was no doubt she loved him with all her heart, but she hadn’t yet mastered all the romantic talk.

“How about you? Did you second guess yourself?” he asked.

Of the two of them, she would have been the one to get cold feet, but she hadn’t. By their wedding day, Tess was ready, without hesitation, to be Mrs. Jack Valentine.

She shook her head. “Not one. Being your wife couldn’t come fast enough.”

He looked at her as if she’d given him a gift. Maybe she could make his insides go to mush after all.

“And,” she added. “Whatever repercussions come from today, we’ll deal with it, together.”

She must have said the right thing because the unease disappeared from his eyes, replaced with gratitude. She thought he might say something, but instead, he lowered his head and kissed her, soft yet thorough. Then he held her.

“It’s still early.” She pulled him closer, savoring the feeling of being in his arms. “You can get another hour or so of sleep before we need to get ready.”

“I don’t want to sleep.”

The suggestiveness to his tone had her looking up at him again. The desire in his eyes told her she’d judged his tone correctly. “What do you want?”

“You.” With his arms wrapped around her waist, he lifted her off the floor and made his way back to the bedroom. His ability to let go of negative thoughts and focus on what was important was one of many things she loved about Jack. She knew the events coming later that morning would weigh on him again, but he could put it aside and instead celebrate what was good and pure in their lives.

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed him, knowing memory and instinct would help him navigate back to their bed. He laid her on the bed, settling over her and taking the kiss deeper, hotter.

It was the first week of November and the winter chill had had her swaddled in an unflattering robe and slippers. But Jack didn’t seem to mind as he pushed her robe aside and she kicked her fuzzy slippers to the floor. Technically, his robe wasn’t particularly flattering either, except that it showed just enough chest to look like he should be on the cover of a men’s magazine. Tess slid her hands over his chest, pushing his robe aside. Despite the chill in the air, his body was warm as it pressed into hers.

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“We could stay here all day,” he suggested. It would certainly beat what they had planned. Not only did they have a meeting with the Senator, but afterward, Jack would drive to Northern Virginia to visit his grandmother. A trip Tess was opting out of. Not that he blamed her, but he’d sure like to have her with him.

“Hmm. That would be nice. But then you’d miss all the fun at the Worthington’s and whatever Cora plans to do.”

“You’re mean.”

“I don’t know, I was pretty nice a minute ago.”

He grinned. “Yes, you were.” They lay a few minutes in silence. “You’re sure you don’t want to come to Northern Virginia with me?”

She tilted her head up to look at him. “I’ll go if you need me there, but I feel this is something you and Cora need to deal with on your own. I’d end up distracting her.”

He nodded in agreement. “And be a target.”

“I’d have to sleep with one eye open for sure.”

He laughed, even though she was probably right. His grandmother was old and small, but she was feisty and unpredictable, which is why she wouldn’t be at the meeting today. But Jack knew he should be with her when news of the meeting broke.

Tess shifted, laying her body over his and looking down at him. “Whatever happens, I’ll be here. We don’t know what people are going to think or do. Or what Cora will do, but I’ll always be here.”

He grinned. “My safe place to fall?”

“I doubt you’ll fall, but yes. There isn’t anything anyone can say or do to change us.”

Tess hadn’t ever been one for romantic gestures or words, so when they came out of her mouth, they were like a gift. He reached up, resting his palms on her cheeks, pulling her down for a kiss. “I love you, Tess Valentine.”

She grinned down on him. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“I’m thinking about being nice again.” She straddled his thighs.