“Ava is that you? Why are you with Silas Prescott?” Grace Carlisle asked. “Mother,” Ava finally answered, “Silas is my fiancée…and my children’s father.” “Your…children?” “That’s right. If you want to know more Tracy knows how to get in touch with me. She al
Silas stirred. It was late and the heavy curtains prevented any outside light from reaching him as he lay in bed. Even with his eyes adjusted for it the room was almost pitch black. He was beginning to see why Ava took such issue with it. She was a warm, good natured person so this kind of darkn
“I see.” Silas finally said. “Will you need anything else?” Duncan asked. “No.” Silas glared at him. “Nothing more tonight.” Wanting to avoid the butler’s laugh Silas carried Ava up the stairs and didn’t relax until they were safely in their bedroom. Ava mu
“Fine. Is that it?” “The bad news. I think your kids have been up to their old tricks.” Silas got a sinking feeling recalling Duncan’s earlier warning, “What did they do?” “Well, good news is I can’t prove it was them so they’ve covered their tracks pretty th
Emerson slumped in his chair drinking deeply from his scotch glass. Leaning forward he refilled it from the crystal decanter on his desk. It was already half gone and he showed no signs of slowing down. Ever since the courtroom debacle he urged his lawyer to find another way to claim the kids, or
Silas Prescott attended the event with his fiancée and incredibly it was Ava. According to Grace she looked beautiful and they spent most of the night in each other’s arms. Grace had always thought Silas was stern and unapproachable but with Ava he was tender and gentle. Ava, she claimed, looked
“Marilynn convinced your wife her period cycles were too erratic and painful on their own and wanted birth control to regulate them which is not uncommon. She refused an actual examination but there was no reason not to prescribe the pills so I did. Seven years ago when she came to me about the te
Ava sighed stretching. Her body felt stiff yet relaxed. Though her throat was dry and her mind fuzzy she didn’t have a headache. Memories slowly trickled to the surface. She remembered the confrontation with her sister followed by the encounter with her mother. After that she had a good time ac