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Authors: Bianca D'Arc
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might feel the same connection I’ve always felt for you. And Tony. And now his sons. My sons.” Rocky swallowed hard and she could see emotion in his warm gaze.
She was saved from answering as they both heard another car pull up in the gravel drive. Rocky stood and went to the window, glancing at his watch. The mixture of chagrin and consternation on his face was easy to read.
“Are they early or are we running late?” She carried their plates to the sink and began to neaten up the kitchen.
“Both,” he said on a gusty sigh. “I’ll go get their luggage. Looks like they’re planning to stay a while judging by the bags tied to Pete’s roof rack. Good thing he took the SUV to get them.”
Maggie followed him out of the kitchen and through the house, hesitating at the front door. But when she saw Rocky’s mother hop out of the SUV, she found herself sprinting toward the older woman. Within moments, she was wrapped in a warm hug as tears streamed down her face.
Maggie hadn’t had motherly support for far too long. She’d lost her own parents a few years back. It was a loss she still felt every day—particularly since she’d become pregnant.
“Mrs. Garibaldi, it’s so good to see you.” Maggie pulled back when she was able to force her emotions into a semblance of order.
“Just look at you, Maggie, dear. You’re still as beautiful as you were when you were a girl. But so sad.” Rocky’s mother touched her cheek, turning with her toward the house. “We’ll work on that. But first, I want to meet my grandbabies. And you must call me Marissa now.”
Maggie hastened her step. She’d left the children alone in the house. Embarrassment flooded her cheeks along with anger at herself. She didn’t think . She was a bad mother.
Relief flooded her system when she saw the boys were sleeping soundly in bear form in the playpen. They were wrapped around each other like little bear cubs sharing warmth and they were the cutest babies she’d ever seen.
Marissa Garibaldi seemed to think so too. She cooed quietly to the boys, careful not to wake them up as she smiled down at them.
Maggie heard Rocky and his father enter the house and place bags down on the floor in the front bedroom. The men joined them and Rocky stood behind her as his dad took his place behind his wife. The love between the older couple was so obvious and so real it made her ache for what she’d lost.
After a moment of admiring silence, the older couple preceded them out of the room and into the kitchen. Rocky’s dad gave Maggie an unexpected hug that knocked the wind right out of her and made her want to laugh at his exuberance. He was as big as his son, with sparkling brown eyes that spoke of his merry, easygoing nature.
“It’s good to see you, Maggie. It’s been too long,” he said as he let her go.
“I’ve missed you both,” she admitted. “It’s been a rough couple of months.”
That statement sat out there like an eight hundred pound gorilla until Mrs. Garibaldi took her hand and gave it a compassionate squeeze.
“Rocco told us all about it. The important thing is we’re here now. The family is all together and we protect our own. You’ll be safe now.”
God, she hoped that was true. She didn’t want to bring down any more sorrow on these good people.
Marissa Garibaldi took over the kitchen and soon scrumptious aromas were wafting through the house. Rocky’s dad went off with him to the construction zone, to meet the Lords and consult with the Pack members who were helping build the addition to the house. Maggie tried to make herself useful cleaning and straightening up while she kept an eye on the twins, now back in human form. She fed them and changed them, enjoying the idle time with her boys as she got to know them both.
The men came back for lunch and were joined by what looked like at least half the work crew. Mrs. Garibaldi served up a spectacular meal while Maggie helped by distributing plates and
She was saved from answering as they both heard another car pull up in the gravel drive. Rocky stood and went to the window, glancing at his watch. The mixture of chagrin and consternation on his face was easy to read.
“Are they early or are we running late?” She carried their plates to the sink and began to neaten up the kitchen.
“Both,” he said on a gusty sigh. “I’ll go get their luggage. Looks like they’re planning to stay a while judging by the bags tied to Pete’s roof rack. Good thing he took the SUV to get them.”
Maggie followed him out of the kitchen and through the house, hesitating at the front door. But when she saw Rocky’s mother hop out of the SUV, she found herself sprinting toward the older woman. Within moments, she was wrapped in a warm hug as tears streamed down her face.
Maggie hadn’t had motherly support for far too long. She’d lost her own parents a few years back. It was a loss she still felt every day—particularly since she’d become pregnant.
“Mrs. Garibaldi, it’s so good to see you.” Maggie pulled back when she was able to force her emotions into a semblance of order.
“Just look at you, Maggie, dear. You’re still as beautiful as you were when you were a girl. But so sad.” Rocky’s mother touched her cheek, turning with her toward the house. “We’ll work on that. But first, I want to meet my grandbabies. And you must call me Marissa now.”
Maggie hastened her step. She’d left the children alone in the house. Embarrassment flooded her cheeks along with anger at herself. She didn’t think . She was a bad mother.
Relief flooded her system when she saw the boys were sleeping soundly in bear form in the playpen. They were wrapped around each other like little bear cubs sharing warmth and they were the cutest babies she’d ever seen.
Marissa Garibaldi seemed to think so too. She cooed quietly to the boys, careful not to wake them up as she smiled down at them.
Maggie heard Rocky and his father enter the house and place bags down on the floor in the front bedroom. The men joined them and Rocky stood behind her as his dad took his place behind his wife. The love between the older couple was so obvious and so real it made her ache for what she’d lost.
After a moment of admiring silence, the older couple preceded them out of the room and into the kitchen. Rocky’s dad gave Maggie an unexpected hug that knocked the wind right out of her and made her want to laugh at his exuberance. He was as big as his son, with sparkling brown eyes that spoke of his merry, easygoing nature.
“It’s good to see you, Maggie. It’s been too long,” he said as he let her go.
“I’ve missed you both,” she admitted. “It’s been a rough couple of months.”
That statement sat out there like an eight hundred pound gorilla until Mrs. Garibaldi took her hand and gave it a compassionate squeeze.
“Rocco told us all about it. The important thing is we’re here now. The family is all together and we protect our own. You’ll be safe now.”
God, she hoped that was true. She didn’t want to bring down any more sorrow on these good people.
Marissa Garibaldi took over the kitchen and soon scrumptious aromas were wafting through the house. Rocky’s dad went off with him to the construction zone, to meet the Lords and consult with the Pack members who were helping build the addition to the house. Maggie tried to make herself useful cleaning and straightening up while she kept an eye on the twins, now back in human form. She fed them and changed them, enjoying the idle time with her boys as she got to know them both.
The men came back for lunch and were joined by what looked like at least half the work crew. Mrs. Garibaldi served up a spectacular meal while Maggie helped by distributing plates and
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