Publication date: April 25th, 2022
Synopsis:
Bridgette Dupont is engaged to the hunky, flirty fireman who has it all--yet why does she feel anxiety when she thinks of herself walking down that aisle on their wedding day?
With her best friend Sophie happily married and pregnant, Bridgette has a clear picture of what her life could look like, but she can't help feeling the fear of motherhood... and when her past comes calling, all of Bridgette's simmering emotions begin to boil over.
Ryan Hodges couldn't be any happier with his fiancée, she's beautiful, compassionate and sweeter than pie--but when his parents drop into town for a surprise visit, tensions between his mother's wants and his fiancée's needs come to a head.
When everything rains down on the happy couple all at once, their strength and faith in each other are put to the ultimate test. Will Ryan and Bridgette make it to the alter, or will they realize their future together was never meant to be?
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Excerpt
"They're gonna be here any minute, babe. Are you done over there?" I peek at Bridgette on the other side of the kitchen.
"Yes, the profiteroles are ready."
While washing her hands, I sneak up behind my fiancée, enveloping her in my arms. I pull her hair back and nuzzle her neck.
"That tickles, and you're slowing me down. I wanna freshen up a bit before they arrive."
"Just reminding you how much I adore you."
Bridge lets go of the dish towel and turns around pecking my lips. "This will have to do for now. I'll be back in a few minutes."
Grabbing the towel, I hold the end and pop her backside with it. "Don't forget the flour on your forehead."
"Hey, watch it buddy." She looks over her shoulder flashing a smile that warms me all over.
"I'll let you know when I see their car coming up the drive."
"Okay," she yells from the powder room under the stairs.
I sure hope mother doesn't give Bridgette a hard time about the wedding planning. I know just how involved and pushy she can get. The last thing I want is for my fiancée to have any more added stress leading up to the big day.
This visit is going to be interesting, to say the least. I'm getting an odd feeling about them showing up so last minute, especially after mentioning the news they wanted to share with me.
A couple minutes later, I yell, "I see their car, you almost ready?" Hearing footsteps, I turn around. "Whoa, look at you. How am I supposed to focus on my parents with you dressed like that?"
"You act like I'm half dressed. It's just a sundress and heels. I wanted to look nice."
"Babe, you look nice in jeans and a t-shirt. Mom already likes you, remember? And you won dad over the first time he met you."
Grabbing her hand, I pull her into me, as she utters, "I like dressing up sometimes. Can't I look good for my man?"
"I'm only saying you don't have to try to look good. You're beautiful inside and out no matter what you wear."
The doorbell rings as she tips her head up for a kiss. "Saved by the bell." She winks and lowers her arms.
Freda was born in southern New Jersey but grew up in Florida. She has loved writing her entire life. After retiring from a career in law enforcement, she knew it was time to fulfill her lifelong dream of being a published author.
She's the author of The Hawaii Series, proudly named from her love of the beautiful Hawaiian Islands. It's a three-book series with all of them written as standalone books.
Freda loves her large family, horses, dogs, cat, and close friends. She hosts monthly family dinners at her home in the country, which she shares with her husband.
She loves baking (she owned and operated a cupcake business for years), cooking, yoga, crocheting, nature and traveling with the love of her life.
What helps her write? Music makes her happy! If music doesn't give her the right motivation, she puts on a romantic movie, usually from the Hallmark Channel, which she can't get enough of!
Freda speaks her mind and pushes perfection to its limit. She strives to be her best, most positive self she can be in life. With time, determination, and practice, she believes anything is possible.
