Young Revelations (Young Series) by W.R. Kimble Read Free Book Online Page A

played a part in her forgiving me and agreeing to marry me—I’d had that planned from the beginning—but it probably hadn’t hurt. And the engagement itself… I’m still pretty damn proud of that. My first proposal was incredibly creative and up until the moment I watched it happen, I wasn’t sure it would work at all. This proposal was just as creative and less stressful than the fireworks, but up until the moment she said yes, I wasn’t sure she would. It just goes to show her love for me is unconditional when she probably should have dumped me on the sidewalk outside that bar.
    This time around with Samantha seems to be a little more hard-going than before. Tempers have been resting very close to the surface and while I know there is no lack of love between us, there are moments when I wonder whether something has been broken in our relationship that we won’t be able to repair. I’m determined to keep her in my life. She belongs with me just as I belong with her. No other woman has ever sparked such jealousy from me. I’ve never punched a guy in a bar for hitting on a girlfriend. I wonder if there’s a subconscious part of me that doesn’t trust her. She left me once; who’s to say she won’t do it again?
    Immediately hating myself, I look up and find Samantha looking at me, smiling. That smile is enough to convince me I’m an idiot for even thinking so horribly of her. The first time I saw that smile—the one that suggests there is nobody else in the world who could possibly measure up to the person receiving it—I made it my mission in life to see it as often as possible. I’ve never seen her direct that smile to anybody else; it’s for me and me alone. When she’s giving me that smile, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that she loves me and that our past will not repeat itself.
    Giving her a smile of my own, I turn to watch Tyler running around with his cousins. There are multiple rooms in the museum and aside from the usual educational exhibits, there’s a castle setting, a pirate ship, and a giant tree house that Tyler seems to love. I file this information away for a later date. I’ve always wanted a tree house myself; maybe Tyler and I can build one next spring…
    Around lunchtime, we manage to drag the kids from the museum down the street to a restaurant and discuss what to do next. Since today is our last here, Claire wants to make the most of it and spend it on the beach. Danny objects, since the sunburn he suffered our first day hasn’t healed yet. Samantha wants to check out some more of the sights—the lighthouses, a butterfly garden, and whatever else they can find. I’m perfectly content to just sit back and let them scheme. I’ve got what I want—Samantha and Tyler are having a great time and that’s what matters to me. Eventually we agree to visit a couple lighthouses, then head back to the house and grill out on the beach and end the night with a bonfire.
    We settle the bill and I ignore Claire and Danny’s attempts to give me money, and head out to the car. While we’re loading the kids, I get a sense of being watched. As covertly as I can manage, I glance around us and it takes me a minute, but I find the source of the feeling. There is a black car several spots down and inside, an unfamiliar man is watching our every move. I try to play it off as paranoia, but the longer he watches, the more disconcerted I’m becoming. Having believed I could keep my family safe myself, I didn’t bring along any of my security team, much to their annoyance, but I suddenly wish I had.
    “Matt? What’s wrong?”
    I turn away from the car, only now realizing I’d begun walking towards it, and face Samantha’s concerned face. “Nothing,” I lie, forcing a smile. Glancing back, I see the car leaving the parking lot and quickly commit the license plate number to memory. “Just thought I saw something. Are we ready to go?”
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    Sitting around the beach