Seven months pregnant with three small children and a new job was difficult for most women even with a spouse at their side. Whitney was alone, but she was strong. She would not be broken. When her boys ask to take karate lessons like their friends, Whitney shifts her budget to accommodate them. It sounded like a good outlet for their emotions and energy. The one thing she didn’t plan on was her attraction to the soft spoken, muscular karate instructor. Whitney wasn’t looking for love, romance or a lover, especially someone so masculine, so outgoing, so handsome, so sexy as Heath Dixon.
Alaina Stanford’s Top Ten
A good exciting scifi/fantasy book
The Hobbit movies
A dozen roses on a special occasion
Drive-in theater- why or why are they disappearing!
Sitting on a beach with a good book
My dog Jack- when he’s not barking
Josh glanced at Whitney, who was pulling a file from her briefcase. She removed a packet from the file and handed it to Josh. He lifted a large folded piece of paper from the file and spread it out on the table explaining, “Mrs. Stevenson, the economy has taken a hard hit the last few years. During that time, my team has concentrated on building luxury homes. My clients use these as vacation homes for the summer and ski season. But I believe the most urgent need right now is for smaller, affordable homes for new and growing families. I’m not talking about low-income homes. My goal is to build a subdivision with three basic floor plans and modest amenities for three-bedroom homes. I’ll offer a full unfinished basement and a two-car garage, something that a lower middle-class family can afford. I’m targeting families that want to get out of the condominium complexes and into a house. I want to offer these families a chance for a home with a backyard where their children can play, instead of in the street or a playground on the other side of the complex.”
Veronica’s dark eyes studied the plan then turned to gaze at Josh, and then Whitney. She asked, “This property is not close to the ski resorts, so a residential platform seems appropriate. Mrs. Lawson, do you and your husband ski? I imagine that living surrounded by mountains affords you the opportunity to indulge in that sport.”
Whitney’s face went pale. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came. Josh placed his hand on Whitney’s shoulder and said, “Whitney’s husband passed away this past winter. You may have heard about the shooting in a warehouse in Ogden. Whitney’s husband Mason sacrificed his life to save two teenagers, one of which was my son.”
“Oh dear,” Veronica said quietly. “Yes, I do recall something about a tragedy in Ogden.” She looked past Josh to Whitney and said, “I’m sorry dear. I didn’t realize…”
Whitney forced a smile and managed, “There’s no need to apologize.”
Warren cleared his throat and said, “Now that the warm and fuzzies are over, mother, please sign the document.”
Josh shot Warren an angry glare. Warren leaned back in his chair and fell silent. Veronica ignored him and added, “Please be my guests this evening for dinner. I usually dine alone, so your company would be a nice change, and I’m sure my chef can whip up something perfectly suited for a mother-to-be.”
Josh gave Whitney a curious glance and she nodded. “We’d be delighted, Mrs. Stevenson,” he answered with a smile.
“Very well then,” she signed the papers, then slid them back toward the attorneys and added, “and now that the deal is done, you must call me Veronica.”