Mrs. Jones: Book One (The Jones Series #1)

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Authors: B.M. Hardin
mistakes, caused us to make some hard decisions; ones that at the end of the day we might not be too proud of. And I could definitely relate. I’d always wondered if God would eventually give me the same punishment that he’d given my sister…I guess I was about to find out.
    I reached for the test on the edge of the sink.
    My eyes became as big as golf balls as I read the results.
    Pregnant…I was pregnant!
    I couldn’t believe it, well, in a way I could.
    I sat in shock for a few more minutes. I touched my stomach and allowed myself to smile. There was no way I was having another abortion. There was just no way that I was going through that again.
    And I knew just what I was going to do.
    After thinking for a little while longer, I decided that I wasn’t going to tell Joey about the baby. It was the only way if I wanted my plan that I was scheming up to work.
    I needed Joey to disappear, and I needed to be able to put this baby on my husband. And if Santana was in fact the man that I thought that he was, I knew that being pregnant would change everything between us. He would forgive me and we would move forward in our marriage.
    So what if I didn’t exactly know who the father of my baby was, but no one else needed to know that. Aside of a few features, it wouldn’t be too difficult to pull off.
    Joey was the better looking of the two. He was tall, brown-skinned and his stature was a tad bit more appealing. He had some of the biggest, tanned, seducing lips that I’d ever seen, and they were accompanying by a warm inviting smile. Joey had a single dimple in his right cheek and a mole on his left. He had some of the sexiest brown eyes that I’d ever seen. Santana was only a shade lighter than Joey, but he possessed a bolder, more rugged look. His eyes were daring, and reminded me of stained copper colored pearls. He wore a low beard, and Santana had dreads. Not the long, crazy kind, but the cute kind that were always neat and just above his shoulders. He had a killer smile and the most attractive thing about him was height and his fit, muscular body.
    Okay, so maybe they didn’t look anything alike, but Lord, I could pull it off. I had to.
    Who was I fooling? This was a crazy idea!
    Having this baby would be crazy.
    But I had to do something. I had to save my marriage.
    I thought about praying, but after all I’ve done, I felt that maybe God wouldn’t hear me. I tried weighing my pros and my cons, and eventually, I had to make a decision.
    I was going to tell Santana, my husband, that I was pregnant with his baby.
    My mind was made up. And when the time came, or when I had to tell Joey, I would swear that it was my husbands.
    It was the only way. I could only hope that the baby came out looking just like me.
    Again I started to second guess myself.
    Maybe this was just too much or maybe instead of fighting for my marriage with Santana, maybe I should go the opposite route and tell Joey that it’s his and take him up on his offer to go ahead and leave his wife.
    No, no…that would be way too much.
    As my life flashed before my eyes, all I could see was Santana. Santana was the one that I was supposed to be with. Santana was the one that I saw in my future.
    Not Joey.
    Finally, everything was crystal clear.
    I got dressed and headed to Santana’s office.
     
    “Hey,” I half smiled at Santana.
    He didn’t look happy to see me. Santana said nothing. He only looked at me for a second, and then he turned his focus back to the computer.
    “I miss you,” I said to him but he still remained quiet.
    Taking a seat in the chair across from him, I pulled the pregnancy test out of my purse and laid it on his desk.
    At first, he refused to take his eyes off of the computer, but after a while he looked down to see what I’d placed only inches from him.
    Immediately, his facial expression changed, but I could tell that he didn’t want me to see his excitement.
    “What’s this?”
    “I’m pregnant. I just found out

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