A Silver Lining (13 page)
Authors: Beth D. Carter
Tristan went wild, moaning her name over and over until his crest hit. Unexpectedly, another orgasm swept through her as she felt his cock jerking inside her. They collapsed in a heap, hearts pounding, breathing like they'd just run a marathon.
"I love you,” he whispered.
This time, she embraced the words.
Three years later...
A high-pitched squeal reverberated through the house, immediately followed by the pounding of Tristan's booted feet as he chased after his son. Heather paused in her painting to smile and wait for Linc to come bounding into her studio.
"Mama!” He laughed and launched himself at her.
"The tickle monster needs to tickle!” Tristan appeared in the doorway, his hands up and his fingers working in a wiggling motion.
Two-year-old Linc squealed again, laughing, as he buried his head in Heather's lap. Tristan stalked forward, being careful not to hit her easel, until he reached mom and son. Then he began tickling both.
Laughing, Heather tried protecting Linc at the same time she tried to push Tristan away. They all collapsed in a heap of tangled arms and legs.
"Bad Dada!” Linc said and immediately tried his own tickling with his tiny hands. Tristan howled and lay there passively as his son gleefully retaliated. Heather sat back and watched her family. She had grown used to the contented feeling that now filled the once hollow ache deep in her heart. She couldn't imagine life without her two special men.
Tristan caught her eye and winked.
She gave a silent, special thanks to the old man for the competition that had brought her back, to this home and to this love.
I've been pretty fortunate in life to experience some amazing things. I've lived in France, traveled throughout Europe, Australia and New Zealand. I am a mom to an amazing little boy named Hadrian. I live in Los Angeles, surrounded by friends and family, and work in a career that I love. I've managed to fulfill my lifelong dream of being published. I can't imagine not creating stories and becoming obsessed with characters I create. I am constantly trying to better my craft and each book is something near and dear to my heart. I love writing characters who are real, complex and full of flaws, heroes and heroines who find redemption through love. I draw much from my own experiences and journeys and hope that readers find a part of themselves between the pages. I love to hear from people and can be found on Facebook and at www.bethdcarter.com.
