Chapters (39)
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Contents
- Jamie Begley Reading Order
- Preface
- Prologue
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Epilogue
- Afterword
- Soul of a Man – Jamie Begley
- Prologue
- Chapter 1
“The best orgasm known to womankind.” She sniffed inelegantly then started grinning.
Damn. He wasn’t wrong.
Chapter 22
Chapter Twenty-Two
Alanna tickled the baby as he held his favorite stuffed lion protectively clutched to his chest.
“Got you.” She picked the baby up, sending him into peals of laughter.
“I see you two are having fun,” Ginny said as she walked across the room.
“You have a good nap?” Alanna placed Freddy back on the floor, returning the lion to him.
“Yes. Thank you. You two eat lunch?”
“Yes, and Freddy finished his whole bottle. Can I do anything else for you before I leave?”
“No, I’m good. Where are you off to now?”
“Silas wants me to meet him at the storage building. We’re going to organize the new stuff we brought yesterday.”
“I missed going this year,” she said regretfully. “But I did enjoy the apple and cider Silas brought us last night.”
“You’re lucky Silas caught Greer trying to slip another one out of the bag.”
“Greer was just messing with Silas. He knows Silas would drive back to replace it. He won’t bring us anything unless there’s enough to go around.”
“Silas is a good person.”
“The best,” Ginny agreed.
Alanna paused before moving toward the door. “Can I ask you …? Never mind. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Ginny looked at her curiously. “What were you going to ask?”
“I shouldn’t.”
“Go ahead … My sister has been too busy to come over for a chat lately. I need some girl talk.”
Alanna frowned. “I thought your sister was dead?”
“One is. I’m adopted.”
Alanna had to sit down when Ginny started explaining how she had ended up being adopted by Freddy Coleman.
“I can’t believe I didn’t recognize you.” Alanna sat in stunned amazement that she hadn’t recognized the singer she used to listen to regularly.
“I wasn’t that popular, and I haven’t played in public in quite a while.”
“Just make sure you tell me when you do. I would love to hear you sing in person.”
“I will.” Ginny smiled. “So, what question were you going to ask me?”
“After I went to your other home to do what they needed done, I realized Matthew hadn’t shown me his place. When I went to his shop, he said he didn’t need anything done. Is there a reason he doesn’t want me to do anything?”
Ginny stared down at her feet. “I don’t believe so. He’s probably just being a slob, and he’s waiting until he has time to get it clean before letting you inside.”
“Oh … You think he’s embarrassed?”
“Definitely.” Bending down, Ginny lifted Freddy into her arms.
Alanna could have sworn she heard a smothered giggle coming from Ginny, but when she looked up, she wasn’t laughing.