“Where are we going?”
She pointed to the dark water. “The sooner the better. I need to do this.”
“Let’s kayak.”
They tossed their gear in the kayak, and paddled for the dark water. Slipping into the warm blue water, Tess sensed Tom’s uneasiness, unsure if he should hold her hand. His eyes smiled beneath his mask when she reached for his fingers. They drifted above the underwater trench, watching schools of the fish, turtles and even a few sharks swim beneath them.
This time Tess saw them first. Three huge shadowy black figures came from the deep, gracefully twirling, rolling, and dancing to the underwater music. Each one glided effortlessly through the water doing back rolls and somersaults, coming so close they both could’ve reached out and touched it. They drifted alongside the manta rays, watching in awe as they performed underwater ballet before returning to the depths of the underwater trench.
Just like the first time, she wrapped herself around him and both wore huge smiles. “You don’t think I’m crazy, do you?” she asked.
“No, Tess, I don’t think you’re crazy. I told you he’d be happy to see you.”
“Thanks.” She beamed.
They paddled back to their own private paradise. Tess lay on the bed content and happy. Tom came to lie beside her.
“I’m so lucky. You’re so wonderful. I can’t believe you bought this motu for us. How long are we staying? Seriously, how long?”
“Indefinitely. Tess, the last time you were here, did you really decide at the last minute to come on your trip?” Tom questioned inquisitively.
“Yes, ten days before I got on the plane. Why?”
“I arrived here the day after you and I made my reservations eleven days before I left. That’s the exact same day you made your reservations to come to Bora Bora,” he said with a look of astonishment.
She sat straight up in bed.
“Everything does happen for a reason,” Tom and Tess said simultaneously.
“I knew it was love at first sight.” Tess smiled.
Tom grinned. “From the very first moment I laid eyes on you.”
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BEVERLY PRESTON
For the past twenty-one years, Beverly Preston has been a stay at home mom, although she prefers the title Domestic Engineer, raising her four amazing kids. Along the way, Beverly worked side by side with her husband Don, the love of her life, designing, building and selling custom homes. As her children begin to venture out on their own, she’s left to shed a tear—for a minute—wonder what’s next in life, and embrace the feeling of empowerment that surely must’ve been wrapped in a present she received on her fortieth birthday.
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Table of Contents
Copyright
DEDICATION
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
CHAPTER NINETEEN
CHAPTER TWENTY
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
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