Designing Passion
knew I had no family, nothing, except for her. When she left, it crushed me.” His voice cracked.
    Tawny stood in the doorway watching him as he fell into the chair, dropping his head into his hands. Laura patted his back trying to soothe him.
    “Wyatt, I had no idea. I thought—” she choked, unable to say the words.
    “I should have known. They said they would never let us be together. I should have doubted them. I should have—”
    Tawny fell to her knees as she cried; her aching head pulsating from the pressure. The warmth of his hands on her arms brought some relief as he eased her to her feet. Wyatt took her into his embrace and held her tight while Tawny sobbed into his shoulder.
    “Fifteen years, all this time, wasted.”
    “So you really did love me, Tawny?” He held her at arm’s length, examining her eyes.
    “Wyatt, I never stopped loving you.”
    “Wow.”
    “Starfish.” She half laughed as she sobbed.
    “Starfish?”
    “Yesterday, on the beach, remember?” Tawny cupped his wet cheek in the palm of her hand.
    “Yes, our starfish; looks like it wasn’t the only one nature helped to find his way back to where it belonged.”
    A soft sound of sniveling beside them distracted Tawny from her moment of bitter-sweet glee. “Laura?”
    Her friend wiped her own tears away. A knock broke the tender moment. “I’ll get it.” Laura jumped up and opened the door. “Yes, Doctor, please come in, she’s awake.”
    As the doctor examined her, Tawny sat up on the bed, still dumbfounded and shocked. Wyatt sat at her side, holding her hand.
    “Yes Ms. Reeve, it seems you have a minor concussion, the cut on your scalp from the fall doesn’t need any stitches. You’re very fortunate.” He patted her arm, offering a professional, reassuring smile.
    “I guess I am, now.” She grinned, squeezing Wyatt’s hand.
    “I’ll see you out, Doctor.” Wyatt escorted the short, stout man to the door.
    He opened it, and another man’s voice rang out, hearty and loud. “Well, Wyatt, a night of romance, only you would end up with someone getting knocked out.” He chortled.
    “Funny Jackson.” He spoke with a low grumble.
    “May we?”
    “Of course.” Wyatt stepped aside welcoming a couple into the room.
    “Jackson, Leah, I have someone I would like you to meet.” He walked into the room and the handsome couple followed. “Tawny, this is my—well-meaning friend Jackson, and his lovely wife Leah.” Wyatt’s charming voice now filled with pride. “You guys won’t believe this but Tawny—”
    “Madame Evangeline has a remarkable gift, Wyatt, I trust you now agree?” Leah grinned with an impish light in her eyes.
    “I suppose I do now.” He laughed.
    Tawny sighed. All these people, when she really just wanted to be alone with Wyatt, after all these years….
    “Well, it seems it’s getting crowded in here, perhaps you will all join us at our special table for brunch downstairs?” Jackson wrapped an arm around his wife and smiled.
    “You guys go ahead.” Tawny blushed a little. “We’ll catch up with you.” Gazing at Wyatt, she communicated a different type of appetite. Catching onto her thinking, he opened the door, escorting the cheerful crowd out, and locked the door behind them.
     
     
     
     
     
     
    ~ABOUT THE AUTHOR~
     
     
    Kali Willows is a family focused, professional, and fun loving person who has discovered the magical world of creative writing. She has worked in the Child Welfare sector since her teens and infuses her experiences into her stories making emotional, compelling stories and characters you can't help but love, hate and cheer for.
     
    Now a multi-published author, Kali has also been a host and co-host Blogtalkradio for years. She loves creating her own book covers and stories in the wee hours of the night when the house is quiet and she can type away to her heart's desire.
     
    Kali is also passionate about writing in a variety of venues, including her aspirations to

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