The Texas Millionaire's Runaway Wife

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by Mary Malcolm


  “William just rang in from the end of the driveway. They came together.”

  “You didn’t tell them?”

  He grinned. “And miss the looks on their faces?”

  Just then, the doorbell rang. Cassie opened it to find all three of the Sands brothers waiting. “Boys, come in.”

  Daniel, Andrew and William looked around cautiously as toddlers raced through the main foyer. “What’s going on here?” William stepped through, barely missing one of the children with his oversized foot.

  “We’re having lunch,” she said.

  All three pair of eyes swung toward Stephen. “You knew about this?” Andrew asked.

  Stephen smiled. “Lunch time!” he called.

  The children raced toward the dining room. They knew the drill. They’d been coming to the house once a month for nine months now. It started with Cassie trying to annoy Stephen, and turned into a fun tradition for everyone involved.

  Today was different, though. Today, Cassie would sit the rest of the Sands brothers down and tell them the facts of life.

  She’d had a similar talk with Graciella, though not about the facts of life. More, the reality of her new life. She wanted Graciella as her partner in the bakery, fully. With a husband and planning for children, Cassie didn’t have time to run everything the way she once had. She knew she could trust her long-time friend, and it seemed only right.

  Looking around the room, Cassie felt very blessed. Things might have started out rocky between her and Stephen, but she couldn’t ask for a more attentive husband or a more wonderful life.

  With everyone settling into their seats, Cassie made sure the brothers got sandwiches packed full of extra peanut butter. Once they had their mouths full, Cassie started. “So, boys. The babies will be here in just about a month and I think some changes need to be made.”

  William tried to talk, but he couldn’t past his mouthful of sandwich. Andrew and Daniel found themselves equally incapacitated.

  Perfect.

  “First,” she said as she set her own cheese sandwich down, “you will find respectable girlfriends. If you cannot find them, I will find them for you.”

  William shook his head. “I fund pfenty of gills.”

  “No,” Cassie shook her head. “You find floozies. All three of you. I won’t stand for that. I think it’s high time we get you all married off to good women so I can enjoy my mommyhood in peace.”

  Daniel held up his finger and tried to clear his mouth. Unable to, he said, “We downt wand wifths.”

  “I don’t care what you want,” Cassie said. “Look around this room. These are they type of women you are to date from now on. These are respectable, good women. These are the type of women you deserve. You’ve been cutting yourselves short with the blondes—not that all blondes are bad.” She turned to Krista Donovan. “No offence, Krista.”

  “None taken.” The woman smiled at William, who scowled in return.

  “Stephen and I are happy,” Cassie continued, “And it’s my goal to make sure the three of you find happiness. Whether you like it or not. I’m a Sands, and we look after our own.”

  Andrew turned toward Stephen, who had been uncharacteristically quiet through the whole exchange. “Wat do do tink?”

  Stephen held up his hands. “I think she’s right. But I’m not getting into the middle of this.” At that point, Handley got out of her chair and walked over to Stephen. He lifted the child effortlessly into his lap. “She has a point, though. I didn’t know what it meant to be happy before Cassie came along. So, if I were you, I wouldn’t fight it.”

  All three brothers grumbled as they took drinks from their apple juice boxes.

  Cassie turned to Stephen and took his hand. “Do I really make you happy?”

  “More than I ever thought I deserved.”

  They leaned in to kiss. Cassie sat back up in her chair and rubbed her stomach as another kick came. Later that afternoon she was going to see Liz and Annie. She couldn’t believe how much different her niece was now. Not things most people from the outside would notice, but definitely major improvement.

  Everything was changing so quickly. In a month, the two newest Sands would make their grand entrance. It seemed like she’d gotten everything she wanted and never realized she was missing. Leaning in, she kissed her husband and tussled Handley’s hair.

  All she needed now were some wonderful sister-in-laws to share this all with.

  But that would come soon enough...

  A word about the author...

  Mary Malcolm lives in a small town in Texas with her two dogs, a cat, two fish, two roommates, and absolutely no peace or quiet. She loves writing books about family, heart, and home with wonderful men and strong women. If you are ever at Central Market, there is a good chance you will find her wandering around with a happy, drooly, foodie look on her face. Do not judge. It is her Mecca.

  Find her online at www.marymalcolm.com

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  Table of Contents

  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  copyright

  Dedication

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Epilogue

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