The Russian's Secret Child (The Fedosov Family Series)

Read Online The Russian's Secret Child (The Fedosov Family Series) by Leslie North - Free Book Online Page B

Book: The Russian's Secret Child (The Fedosov Family Series) by Leslie North Read Free Book Online
Authors: Leslie North
Ads: Link
Monday morning, Jasmine would have no doubts in her mind that he cared for her and she belonged with him.
    When a knock sounded on the door a moment later, he gently pushed her away and suggested she wipe her face off before joining him downstairs.
    Jasmine watched him go and pushed her doubts to the back of her mind. She owed it to herself and her son to see if Misha’s vision of the future could happen.

Chapter 15
     
    She entered the front room, carrying Mikhail in her arms, moments later. She was immediately surrounded by Julia and Desi. They cooed and played with her smiling son, telling him how handsome he was. His ear was feeling much better and he had returned to the happy baby she loved.
    “Are you sure you’ll be okay?” she asked Misha, referring to leaving him alone with his son.
    “We’ll be fine. Now go. Ladies, see that she spends a large portion of my money.”
    Jasmine gasped but Julia and Desi simply nodded and each grabbed her by an elbow, pulling her from the house before she could protest.
    They explained to her as Sergei drove them to the shopping district, that they loved to shop, but had found it difficult since they didn’t speak Russian yet. They were going to do their own shopping and expected her to turn the afternoon into an impromptu Russian lesson.
    Their enthusiasm was contagious and before long, Jasmine found herself laughing and teasing them. By the time they returned Jasmine to Misha’s home, the three women had bonded at a deep level and were the best of friends.
    “Thank you for a wonderful afternoon. I don’t know when I’ve had so much fun.”
    “No, thank you. Shopping was fun and not such a dreadful experience with you there to interpret for us.”
    “Yes, I can’t wait to show Dmitry my new outfits.”
    Jasmine laughed, “I thought you said those outfits , if they can actually be considered such, were for your honeymoon?”
    “Well, I’ll of course have to try them out to make sure they’re comfortable and such.” Julia laughed at the expression on Jasmine’s face. “Don’t worry, Dmitry has purchased me much more revealing garments himself. Now, where is that sweet baby of yours? He’s going to look so cute in his new clothes.”
    Julia and Desi had taken over the task of outfitting her son, purchasing him an entire wardrobe that she had tried to tell them he would outgrow within a few months, if not weeks. But the women were like tornadoes once they hit the children’s section of the shopping district. Jasmine looked around as Sergei finished bringing in their purchases and shook her head. She’d never purchased as much stuff at one time in her life. Ever!
    Misha walked in holding Mikhail, who promptly held his hands out to her and started babbling. She took him, bussing his cheek before handing him to Julia who demanded a turn. “Come here, little man. You’re going to like what Aunt Julia bought you.”
    Julia pulled a stuffed truck from one of the bags, removing the tag with her teeth before handing it to the little boy. He squeezed it in his hands before promptly putting it his mouth and biting down.
    Julia looked on, a question in her eyes, “Is he hungry?”
    Jasmine laughed, “No. He’s teething. Believe me, there’s a difference.” Such a difference that she had stopped nursing him several weeks back because he kept biting her. Afraid that he would do some permanent damage to her, she had cut him off and switched over to nothing but bottles and a sippy cup that Dasha had given her.
    Desi took him, tickling his ribs and causing him to laugh. “You like that truck? Does it taste good?”
    Mikhail loved all of the attention, and as Jasmine watched the women interact with her son, she suddenly realized what Misha had been trying to tell and show her. She wasn’t alone! Her son would never know the heartache of being lonely and having no one. These people had already opened their hearts to him – and to her. Today’s adventure had shown her

Similar Books

Rising Storm

Kathleen Brooks

Sin

Josephine Hart

It's a Wonderful Knife

Christine Wenger

WidowsWickedWish

Lynne Barron

Ahead of All Parting

Rainer Maria Rilke

Conquering Lazar

Alta Hensley