A Lover's Vow

by Brenda Jackson

  Up ahead, she saw Sandra Timmons with Vance Clayburn. He had broken off his engagement to Nannette Gaither last month and had been seen around town with Sandra Timmons. According to Dalton, Shiloh was acknowledging Clayburn as her father. And Jules had heard about Sedrick’s talk with Jace, explaining why he’d severed their friendship all those years ago. It seemed Samuel Timmons had threatened to send both him and Shiloh off to boarding school if he got wind that they were still friends with the Grangers. Jace understood and he and Shedrick were trying to rebuild the friendship they’d lost.

  Dalton wrapped his arms tighter around her and pulled her closer. They would be getting married on New Year’s Day at Sutton Hills. She was letting Mona and Carson plan their wedding. All she and Dalton wanted to do was show up.

  Leaning over, he nuzzled her ear. “Let’s play hooky from work all next week.”

  She glanced over at him. “And do what?”

  He smiled, and she knew what he had in mind. “Sounds good to me.”

  He tightened his hand on hers, and all she could do was look forward to spending the rest of her life with him...the man she loved.

  Epilogue

  New Year’s Day

  “Jules, you look absolutely beautiful,” Shana said, staring at her sister with tears in her eyes. “Mom would be so proud of you today.”

  Jules smiled back at her sister. “Just like Dad and I were proud of you a few months ago. And now it’s my time.”

  Shana nodded. “Yes, and now it’s your time.”

  As Jules tried sitting still while Shana, Mona and Carson fussed with her veil, she took a moment to reflect on her life. She knew she loved Dalton, and he loved her and together they would have a beautiful life together. They wouldn’t always agree, and there would be days he’d want his way. But in the end, the key word would be compromise. They’d done a lot of that over the past few months.

  She glanced out the window and looked out over the Sutton Hills estate. Already Sheppard had had the boathouse torn down and another would be built in a different location. He and Carson had moved into the main house, and Jace and Shana and Caden and Shiloh were making plans to build their own homes on Sutton Hills property. She and Dalton had decided not to make any decisions about anything like that yet. For now they would live at Dalton’s place. They would be flying out after the reception for a two-week honeymoon in Paris, and she couldn’t wait.

  She looked up at Mona, caught the woman’s eye and winked. Everyone was thrilled that Mona’s sight had returned in time for her wedding. Mona and her father would be marrying next month on Valentine’s Day, and she couldn’t wait. Her father and Mona deserved all the happiness in the world.

  Carson glanced at her watch and smiled. “It’s time. We don’t want to keep Dalton waiting.”

  Jules laughed. “No, we don’t.”

  * * *

  Dalton Granger glanced around, noting the hundreds of people assembled for his and Jules’s wedding. And the three men he loved the most, his father and brothers, stood beside him as his best men.

  When the music began playing he watched Shana walk in ahead of her sister and when he saw Jules on Ben’s arm, his heart stopped. She looked so beautiful in her white designer gown.

  It seemed to take forever for her to reach him, and when she did she turned to him and smiled. He knew at that moment that she was the woman he’d been destined to marry. His very own Juliet. Unlike the other weddings he’d attended, this time he paid attention to the minister’s words, and when he had to answer with an “I do,” his voice was clear and precise because he meant every word.

  When the minister said, “I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride,” Dalton pulled Miss Whirlwind into his arms and kissed her, sealing their vows and making what was once a lover’s vow a husband’s vow. He would love her forever.

  * * * * *

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  Three brothers.

  One legacy.

  A lifetime of secrets.

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  A Brother’s Honor

  A Man’s Promise

  A Lover’s Vow

  The Granger brothers left behind their family’s Virginia estate—and the bad memories it holds—years ago. But their dying grandfather’s request brings them home: to a failing business, a legacy of secrets and a deathbed promise to make things right.

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  One

  Present day

  Shiloh Timmons’s hands trembled as she set down the newspaper she’d just read. Emotions she’d been suppressing for the past four years were reemerging, and she refused to let them get the better of her. Caden Granger would never hurt her again; she would see to it.

  Hearing someone clearing their throat, she glanced across the room and saw her brother standing in the doorway of her office. Growing up, Sedrick had been her hero, the big brother every girl needed and deserved. He’d been her protector. Even now, he was trying to protect her...especially since Caden had returned to town.

  “It wasn’t Caden, Shiloh,” he said, referring to the newspaper article she’d just read.

  “No, but it could have been. Did you read what that article said, Sedrick?”

  He shrugged before coming into her office, closing the door behind him. “Didn’t have to. It’s dominated the local news since the story broke a few days ago.”

  Shiloh drew in a deep breath. All last week she had been in California, in the heart of Napa Valley, making purchases for the grand-opening celebration of the wine shop she’d opened a few weeks ago. When she’d returned home last night it had been late, and since she wasn’t a television watcher, she hadn’t turned on the set. Instead, she had showered and gone to bed, knowing this would be a busy week at the Wine Cellar Boutique. She was gearing up for a party that would put her specialty shop on the map.

  She’d been sitting at her desk, about to take her first sip of coffee, but nothing could have prepared her for what she saw in the morning paper. The headlines blared out at her in bold letters: Granger Narrowly Escapes Death.

  Literally holding her breath, she read that Jace Granger, Caden’s older brother, had been kidnapped from the parking garage at Granger Aeronautics. He had been just seconds from losing his life when the FBI had located him in the warehouse where he’d been held hostage. Arrests had been made, and the authorities were trying to determine whether there was a possible tie-in between the kidnapping and the reported ongoing trade-secrets investigation at Granger Aeronautics. Of course, the article took the opportunity to remind the readers that Jace’s father, Sheppard Granger, was serving a thirty-year sentence for murdering his wife, Sylvia, fifteen years ago.

  Shiloh stood and walked over to the window. If she were to tilt her head back and slant her gaze to the right, she could see the twenty-three-story building of Granger Aeronautics. Had it really been over a month since she had been there, attending the stockholders’ meeting in her mother’s absence? That day she had cast the deciding vote that allowed the three Granger brothers to retain control of their family corporation. Jace and Caden’s younger brother, Dalton, had bee
n friendly to her, but Caden had not spoken one word. And she could not forget the daggered looks he’d given her.

  “You need to move on with your life, Shiloh. You tried telling Caden the truth about what happened and—” Sedrick began.

  “And he didn’t want to hear anything I had to say.” Shiloh turned around, remembering that night a few weeks ago when she had gone to Sutton Hills, the Granger estates, to tell Caden that she’d recently discovered what her parents—specifically, her father—had done to ruin her life. Her mother was not blameless in the whole sordid business, either, because she’d known what her husband was capable of.

  That was the same night Shiloh had moved out of her parents’ home and taken a place in town after giving her mother a scalding earful. Her father would have gotten more of the same had he been alive to hear it. But he had died several months ago, probably thinking he had taken all his secrets to the grave. Nonetheless, there was one secret that hadn’t quite made it. And it had been by pure accident that she had stumbled upon the truth.

  She saw Sedrick’s concerned expression. “I have moved on, Sedrick. Honest. However, I haven’t forgiven Mom for the part she played in everything. But, rest assured, Caden means nothing to me anymore.” The same way he had let her know that she no longer meant anything to him. He’d even gone so far as to tell her that he couldn’t stand the sight of her. His words had hurt, destroying her already broken and shattered spirit. The words he had spoken that night had been cruel, brutal and so undeserved. She doubted she would ever forgive him for that.

  “I hope one day you’ll find it in your heart to forgive Mom, Shiloh. She needs you more than ever. She’s all alone now in that huge house. I wish you hadn’t moved out.”

  She felt Sedrick’s words were unfair. “I don’t see you racing to move back home,” she said curtly.

  “Only because I need to be close to the hospital. Surely you understand that.”

  Yes, she did understand. After medical school, Sedrick had moved back to Charlottesville, whereas she had remained living in Boston after completing college. She’d returned to Charlottesville only after her mother had pleaded with her to come home seven months ago. At the time, her father was dying of lung cancer. She had been home only a few weeks before he’d passed on.

  “You and I both know Mom was a bigger puppet for Dad than we were,” Sedrick said, interrupting her thoughts. “Samuel Timmons expected everyone to obey any orders he dished out. And we did.”

  “Not all the time,” Shiloh countered. “When we got older, we began thinking for ourselves,” she said, recalling that time. It was after they had both moved away to go to college that they were finally able to begin to really understand how things were at home.

  “I regret the day Mom and Dad forbade us to have any contact with Jace, Caden and Dalton Granger. That was wrong. After their father was sent to prison, they probably needed their friends more than ever. Instead, they were ostracized,” Sedrick said.

  Shiloh regretted it, as well. One day, the two families had been close, and then the next, her parents had forbidden her and Sedrick to have anything to do with the Grangers. And all because her parents believed Sheppard Granger had killed his wife. They hadn’t wanted their kids associating with the kids of an accused killer. She remembered Mr. Granger as a nice man and, for the life of her, she couldn’t imagine him killing anyone. And she knew that Caden and his brothers were convinced of their father’s innocence.

  “Jace was my best friend growing up, and I lost him,” Sedrick said, interrupting her thoughts. “Did I tell you that he didn’t even recognize me that night he arrived at the hospital after his grandfather had that heart attack?”

  Yes, Sedrick had mentioned it, and for him to bring it up again meant that he was bothered by it. Shiloh drew in a deep breath, remembering that Caden had been her best friend growing up. And in later years, after leaving for college, she had defied her father’s orders by seeking out Caden, and they had become lovers.

  “Well, since you’re certain you’ve moved on, what about Wallace?”

  She lifted a brow. “Who?”

  “Wallace Aiken. Another heart specialist who transferred in from a hospital in Maryland. He’s a good guy, and I like him. I introduced the two of you last month when you dropped by the hospital to see me. He’s asked about you several times since. He told me last week that he would like to take you out.”

  Shiloh couldn’t remember the man Sedrick was talking about, which meant he hadn’t made a lasting impression on her. But then, very few men had, compared to Caden. But not anymore. “Fine. Fix us up.”

  Surprise showed on her brother’s face. “You’re serious?”

  She chuckled. “Why not? We can start off by double-dating with you and Cassie.”

  Her brother and Cassie Mayfield, a respiratory therapist at the hospital, had begun dating a few years ago. As far as Shiloh was concerned, it was time for Sedrick to put a ring on Cassie’s finger. Samuel Timmons hadn’t liked Cassie, saying she was from the wrong side of the tracks. But he hadn’t been able to tear the couple apart. One of his few failures.

  “Great! I’ll talk to Wallace and make all the arrangements,” Sedrick said, smiling. “Is this weekend okay?”

  She moved back to her desk to check her calendar. She sucked in a hiss between her teeth. She might have spoken too soon. “That’s a week before grand-opening night, and I’m going to have a lot to do this entire week,” she said, glancing over at her brother.

  After seeing the I figured you would come up with an excuse look on his face, she quickly added, “But I will make time. It will probably be the last chance I have for some fun before getting really busy at work.”

  “Great. And by the way, I’m impressed with how this place is shaping up. I’m glad you’re doing something you enjoy.”

  A smile touched Shiloh’s lips. “Thanks, and I do enjoy this, Sedrick. I really do.”

  Copyright © 2014 by Brenda Streater Jackson

  A SPECIAL EXCERPT FROM

  After a difficult job, Sheikh Jamal Ari Yasir needs a month of privacy, but two days in, a car piled with luggage pulls up and the stunningly gorgeous woman who steps out refuses to leave…

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  DELANEY’S DESERT SHEIKH,

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  Delaney Westmoreland’s heart began racing as she stared at the man standing on the porch, casually leaning in the doorway. If any man could be described as beautiful, it would be him. The late-afternoon sun brought out the rich caramel coloring of his skin, giving true meaning to the description of tall, dark and handsome.

  “Who are you?”

  “I should be asking you that question.” He stepped off the porch.

  “I’m Delaney Westmoreland and you’re trespassing on private property.”

  The sexy-as-sin, make-you-drool man came to a stop in front of her, and when she tipped her head back to look up at him, a warm feeling coiled deep in her stomach. Up close he was even more beautiful.

  “And I’m Jamal Ari Yasir. This cabin is owned by a good friend of mine, Phillip Dunbar, and I believe you’re the one who’s trespassing.”

  Delaney’s eyes narrowed. “I’d forgotten Reggie and Philip had joint ownership to this place. My cousin gave me time at this cabin for rest and relaxation as a graduation present.”

  “A graduation present?”

  “Yes. I graduated from medical school last Friday. And what do you do for a living?” she asked, wondering if perhaps he worked in some capacity for the federal government.

  Jamal crossed his arms over his chest, thinking that Western women enjoyed asking a lot of questions. “I’m a sheikh, and the prince of Tahran. My father is the emir. I wanted to be in seclusion for a while. A month here is just what I needed.”

  “A month?”


  “Yes. And how long had you planned to stay?”

  “A month, too.”

  His eyebrow arched. “Well, we both know that being here together is impossible, so I’ll be glad to put your luggage back in your car.”

  Delaney drew in a deep, infuriated breath. How dare he think he could tell her what to do? “I am not leaving. You can afford to go someplace else. I can’t.”

  He didn’t seem at all affected when he said, “Yes, you are leaving.”

  “No, I’m not.” She met his gaze with the Westmoreland glare and lifted her chin in a defiant stance. “I’m staying.”

  Neither of them is willing to leave! Read on to see how quickly passion spirals out of control when they share the cabin for a month!

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