Regina had her reasons for keeping her distance from men, but two refused to play by her rules.
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Regina was determined to keep the secrets from her past buried. She had her reasons for keeping her distance from men, but Donovan refused to play by her rules.
Giving into her heart and marrying him, Regina finally began to feel whole again. When an injury ultimately claims his life, she moves a few states away to a small town where she couldn’t be reminded of him everywhere she turned.
Trying to live her life in isolation, she wasn’t prepared for what the humble cabin next door would bring her. Reggie is not sure she will be able to overcome the horrible twist fate has thrown her way.
Van and Reggie were in Fargo at the hospital. He was about to be taken into surgery.
“Some man of your dreams I turned out to be, huh.”
“Don’t be silly. Of course you’re the man of my dreams.” She lay next to him in the hospital bed and ran her fingers through his hair. “Of course, in my dreams you speak with a Croatian accent and your name is Luca.”
He laughed. “You’re such a bitch.”
“That’s why you love me.” She leaned in and gently kissed his cheek.
“You sure you’ll be here when I wake up?”
“Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?”
“Maybe because you said three strikes and I’m out.”
“No. I said you didn’t get a third one; I was gonna shoot you instead.” She stroked his cheek then kissed it again. They had fought so well and so often, their love talk would have sounded like a fight to someone who didn’t know them.
Usually in the morning when he picked up his coffee, she’d throw the beer bottles he left by the sink into the recycle bin two feet away so he’d know he was in trouble for leaving them on the counter again. Undaunted, he’d smile and kiss her on the cheek and sang, “I love the way you poison my coffee just a little each day.” It worked every time. She’d give him a smack on the butt then a kiss. If he was really lucky, they went back to bed for ‘second breakfast’.
“Close enough.” He let out a heavy sigh. “I’m so sick of this bullshit.”
“You’ll feel better when it’s done.”
“That’s what they said last time. I don’t know, Babe.” He started to choke up. “I can’t do wheelchair.”
“You’re not going to end up in a wheelchair. They never said wheelchair to you…did they? Is there something you’re not telling me?”
“It’s never going to end. I’ll be there eventually.”
“Stop it. You’ll come through with flying colors.”
“I’ve let you down.”
“Quit it, Van. No, you haven’t. What did I say to you when you asked me to marry you?”
“Refresh my memory. I’m still in shock you said yes.”
“You were worried I wouldn’t like military life. What did I say?”
“That you’d live in an outhouse with me.”
“An outhouse in Timbuktu to be more specific.” She leaned in close. “I don’t care if that
outhouse has a wheelchair ramp. I love you.”
“I want to be all the man you deserve.”
“You are that and more, Luca… I mean, Van.”
He laughed. “Bitch.”
“Jackass.” She kissed his nose. “I’ll see you in three and a half to four hours.”
“Not if I see you first.” He gave her a forced smile then winked.