Book Three of the Heartbeat Series
By
Renee Lee Fisher
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Can you hear it? It’s playing only in your head…your own personal playlist. If you are upset it takes you away, if sadness places a dark cloud over you, it lifts you up…sitting frustrated in traffic your fingers slowly begin to tap the steering wheel…at a military funeral it makes you honor the fallen…at a wedding it makes you act like a chicken…and when you are happy it moves you to dance…
Special thank you to all those involved in the creative process to the finished song as
MUSIC HEALS EVERYTHING.
This is a thank you to all those so musically gifted who have put themselves out there to be heard. I know I listen to your songs. I feel your music as it flows through me. I sing along even though I am very off key. But what’s best is I smile as it plays in my heart.
And how is it that we often cannot remember a conversation we were just a part of but we can totally recall the lyrics of songs forever?
With that said, I need to mention some others as they are on my mind right now. It takes a lot of people to put together every song. I feel along this journey in writing I have been able to put together my own band. There is my devoted husband Michael who is very loving, and he is my huge support system. There are many family members that are behind me pushing me proudly, and there are true friends that have hung in here with me even when many times life was playing me a different tune. There is a lead person in the band, Meredith Bowery, you are so wonderful and these written words would never flow without your guidance, corrections and suggestions. I thank you for your persistence to make me push in telling a story in another character voice out of my comfort zone. A shout out to my brother as he is the lead vocalist of a band and listening to him speak helped me become the voice of Max Rand. Now, I am blowing a kiss in the air to travel all the way to Ireland for my dear friend who helped me with an idea for this story that we spoke of as we took a walk on a beautiful sun drenched day.
I pause a moment and tuck my hair behind my ears trying to remember everyone, so next up I cannot forget my street team the Vivacious Vixens. They are a fabulous group of people all contributing and helping me unselfishly. And then there is Tabitha. A sweet, bright, young girl working right along with me and who sometimes has to push me but says there is no app or key to display, “Kick your ass and get moving…to put the drama in the pages and not real life.” Although she is on the west coast and I am on the east coast everyday it seems like we are right in the very same room, glad we are not because she would surely kick me in the ass or swat me in the head to keep me moving along.
I also want to thank the readers, as you all have been following along with my Heartbeat Series and reaching out to me with all your comments, character name choices and your great reviews and ratings. Also a few Authors who have reached out to me and some are my friends now, Kallypso Masters, Shoshanna Evers, Elle Chardou and Alyson Raynes each of you have made me feel comfortable in the Author World. I will continue writing because it is my passion and I so enjoy it and because you all have truly embraced me within the writing field.
Renee Lee Fisher xo
Chapter Two – Today or Yesterday
Chapter Three – First Class Front Row
Chapter Four – Simply Mad Release
Chapter Five – Rock Girl Meila
Chapter Eight – Father’s Request
Chapter Nine – They Have Arrived
Chapter Twelve – Candles are Lit
Chapter Thirteen – Words Can’t Say
I never took my eyes off her. As she turned in the night, her face pressed into the pillow and her hair swept across her face. I gently lifted the strands and it was like stacking toothpicks as I didn’t want any movement to wake her. This stunning woman was now my wife. Here though she was not in her best showing. I knew she felt ill and I was helpless to make her feel better. I didn’t want to screw up the very first task of being her husband. God I sucked at this, but I would not give up and I would try in the morning when her eyes meet mine to make her eat something. Then I would bring her to a doctor who would become the hero for a moment when he can fix what ails her that I cannot.
I am not going to beat myself up about this, she loves me, she is with me for my entire lifetime and just because I can’t cure her now, together, we will see what it is. Whatever her diagnosis, we will face it. I inch slowly into her curved body and place my lips into her hair and breathe in. Her very presence takes my breath away. God, I love her so much. I once thought she was out of my league, but I now see that she and I are one in the same but I will always put her on my mental pedestal, she truly has saved me and she is my lifeline.
We could not get a doctor appointment for days and Rand would not hear of that so he took me right to the hospital. I didn’t think this was an emergency. I just feel drained and weak. I have no appetite, but it will pass. Hospitals always have a chill to them. Despite that, they are the places that keep our hearts beating and our blood flowing. Here in the hospital today, I am nervous and feeling shivers dance across my skin. I have already been thoroughly examined including having blood drawn for tests. I am now trying to wait patiently for the doctor’s return. Rand is trying to be patient even though I know he is worried about me but trying not to let me know that. I have been feeling sick lately, dizzy and experiencing some headaches.
Since the accident in the summer when I was struck by a truck I have had to watch in case anything felt odd in my head, so I promised him after we returned from a very short honeymoon—although every day with Rand is a honeymoon—that I would see a doctor.
“Hey Love, you know they make this type of clothing so you can moon the whole hospital as your sexy ass walks on by,” Rand said with his charming smile in attempt to get me to laugh. Despite his best efforts at lightening the mood, and warming me up, I was thoroughly frozen from sitting in this exam room wearing only a pink hospital gown with a slit down the entire back. It was nice to feel his fingers tracing down my back through the slit, but I was thankful to finally be dressed again. I kept tapping my foot nervously on the four corners of the tile until Rand placed his hand on my thigh to still me.
I was trying to calm myself, and think positive thoughts. The door opened to the exam room, and a young doctor entered. He then spent a moment with us, explaining that they found something in my blood test that required a further look. It would now be just a little longer until the original doctor ordering the tests would be coming to discuss this with us. I now felt so scared. What could they be looking for or seeing in my blood? Rand, in a moment, knew that I was frightened without me saying a word. He took the pad of his thumb and gently skimmed the surface of my arm where they had drawn several vials of blood. “Love, it’s going to be okay, we have to stay positive. Focus on me.” He leaned in and placed such soft kisses on my skin, just next to the gauze patch, and then worked several kisses along the delicate inner surface of my arm. It made me giggle, and I ran my fingers through his hair almost forgetting where I was at the moment. Rand was teasing me with sweet moans and groans in between each kiss he placed distracting me from the worrying.
Just then, the doctor came in wearing a serious expression. Rand sat back in his chair and his playful mood immediately disappeared. We had been watching the clock’s hands sweep slowly passing the minutes, and now I’m ready for the doctor to speak. I am anxious to get home and feel better. The door shuts and the doctor sits next to me. I am thinking this is really bad, he’s come in looking serious and professional in his crisp, white coat and he needs to sit to tell us.
He clears his throat and speaks, “Madison, what we have here is” he pauses, “you and Rand need to prepare. You are pregnant, and our tests have confirmed you are expecting twins. Since you are very weak and have been so sick lately, I want you to rest during these episodes of morning sickness until you feel stronger.” My face was frozen, but it had nothing to do with how nippy it was in the room. This news was completely shocking. I looked to Rand who was beaming, and for the first time he’s completely speechless. I am a writer and even I was at a total loss for words.