Freefall (61 page)

It was impossible to explain the bond they’d formed through crisis. But she knew. It was fire that tempered steel. And whatever came, they’d be stronger for it.

FORTY-SEVEN

Nica rested her hand on her belly
and felt the flutter inside. She glanced across the green space to TJ’s gaze and shared his wonder at the life they’d made. Kai had been his best man six months ago, and TJ stood now between her brother and Denny in their hand-painted tropical shirts. Although her heart belonged to that silent Hawaiian, this day it swelled with joy for Kai as Gentry came toward them on her father’s arm.

Birds of paradise, jasmine, and orchids trailed from her hands against the tea-length, white silk sheath she wore. Jasmine and snowwhite orchids crowned her hair. A smile trembled on her lips as she passed her aunt and uncle seated together in the front and took Cameron’s arm.

They had kept the time and place secret, but what they were paid for the exclusive wedding photos and interviews would furnish the Hanalei beach house they’d purchased with the rest of Kai’s inheritance and some of the earnings from Gentry’s last movie as well.

She and TJ would have them close, at least until Gentry accepted another script. After
Just Illusions
the offers were too many, but she could choose carefully and intended to. If the Lord brought her a part she believed in, she would take it on her terms.

Kai had never looked so happy. He wore his hopes as brightly as his shirt. He wanted a baby. She’d known that even before the look of wonder and yearning he’d gotten when he felt her son kick.

“Strong, da love,” Okelani said beside her.

Nica smiled, unable to contain the joy. She’d been on the edge of despair, unable to face one more stranger in need. Her throat swelled with emotion. Almost a year to the day since Gentry had staggered into her life, she would now become her sister. Yes, she thought. Strong, the love.
Mahalo
.

And there before her, Cameron’s face told the story. Gentry’s steps sang the song.

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

Special thanks to David Ladd for valuable input as this story emerged and, along with Betty and Rick Busekrus, for Hawaiian expertise.

To Bob and Suzie Yunker for the fabulous Kauai condo.

To my mom Jane Francis, daughter Jessica Lovitt, friends Kelly McMullen, Karen Mohler, Doug Hirt, and Mary Davis for prayerful reading and critique.

To my son Trevor for encouragement.

And to my husband Jim for everything.

… for God’s gifts and his call are irrevocable.

ROMANS 11:29