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Perfect {The Path You Choose}


Things are heating up in Gabrielle’s world…just read on to see what I mean. And for some more heat, pop over to Kir’s place for Bree’s side.

Missed some? You can catch up here.


“And so I said to the guy, ‘What’s he building in there? A rocket to the moon?’”

Laughter erupted around the table as Gabrielle’s father came to the end of his long, yet amusing, tale. She reached under the table and gave Steven’s knee a squeeze. He’d been fantastic with her parents. She knew he wasn’t a total snob like his dad but she’d also had limited opportunities to see him interact with regular, everyday people like her parents.

Steven glanced over at her and gave her a smile. From the corner of her eye she could see her mother lightly punch her father on the arm and whisper something in his ear.

“What’s the secret, Mom?”

Her mother grinned. “Oh, Gabby, I’m just so thrilled to see you happy and so much in love. You two are the sweetest couple.” She dabbed the corner of her eye with a napkin. “I just can’t wait to see your wedding dress and the ceremony. It’ll be like a fairytale, I just know it.”

Gabrielle sat back in her seat, shifting uncomfortably. She should have known this would come up tonight.

“Well, actually…Steven and I haven’t…uhm…set a date or anything.”

“Exactly,” Steven jumped in, “what with my campaign and Gabrielle’s hectic work schedule, we just haven’t had a chance to sit down and do some nitty gritty details.”

Gabrielle felt her mouth drop open in shock and closed it with a click. Yes, she and Steven hadn’t had a chance to discuss wedding plans but the excuse wasn’t campaigns or work schedules. It was Gabrielle’s own reluctance to set anything into stone. She and Steven had had some blowouts over her refusal to plan, always coming up with some excuse to put it off. Her cheeks flushed and her heart began to thump.

Damn, this man was perfect.

“Well, that’s a shame. Gabby, you be sure to let me know if you need help with anything. I’m a pro at planning weddings.” She gave Gabrielle a wink to which Gabrielle sighed. Yes, her mother delighted in weddings. Planning her own two plus sticking her nose into the wedding business of every friend of hers made her a self-proclaimed expert.

“You know I will,” Gabrielle said with a smile. Her mother huffed.

“Actually, I don’t. So it’s nice to hear.” She reached across the table and patted Gabrielle’s arm. “Jonathon, we should get going. We have an early flight tomorrow.”

Gabrielle’s father nodded and stood, grabbing the check as he did. “It was a pleasure meeting you Steven. I hope next time it can be longer than a dinner.”

Steven grasped the extended hand and nodded. “Definitely. It was nice to meet both of you, put faces to the many stories Gabrielle has told me.”

Gabrielle shifted in her seat. Another fudging of the truth. She’d barely spoken of her parents to Steven. To anyone really. That part of her life had been shuttled into the shadows, hidden from everyday view. Steven was really making her look good. Why?


Steven sank into her couch, arms flung over the top edge as Gabrielle poured them both a glass of wine.

“I like your parents Gabrielle. Good, solid people.” He took a sip. “I can see where some of your characteristics came from.”

Gabrielle snorted and brushed a loose lock of hair out of her eye. “Which, my penchant for tall tales or my attempt to make myself seem better than I am?” She sank down next to him, her head resting on his shoulder.

“I wish you’d told me about them. They’re part of who you are, good or bad.” He brushed a kiss on her brow that sent shivers down her spine.

“I know. My childhood and young adulthood was so…messed up. I wasn’t a happy person and I wanted to distance myself from all that.” She snuggled in closer. “But you’re right. I can’t hide my family and I shouldn’t have been so secretive.”

One of Steven’s arms drifted down to wrap around Gabrielle’s shoulder. That electric jolt of attraction rushed through her at his touch. Turning her face to his she murmured against his lips, “Do you know how perfect you are?”

“How about you show me?” His lips curved against hers.

“With pleasure,” she sighed, shifting to straddle his lap and pull his mouth to hers for a deep lingering kiss.


Once again, Inspiration Monday was my fuel for my weekly “Path”. This week I used the line: What’s he building in there?

Inspiration Monday

Author: Carrie

Married 30-something with 2 girls. Living in a house under constant renovation. Trying to reignite my creative writing flame :)

4 thoughts on “Perfect {The Path You Choose}

  1. Pingback: Inspiration Monday: look at me now | bekindrewrite

  2. Quite the politician, isn’t he? : )

    • Is it horrible that I NEVER even considered that aspect as I wrote the scene? But it makes PERFECT sense. He IS a politician, through and through, even if he may not WANT to be ;)

  3. Again, sometimes I just can’t help but love that finace of hers..
    the dynamic with her mom is she wants to let her in and can’t..Gabby feels a pull one way and then the other and that is what makes her story on this side so good. Her wanting to rely on herself (after doing it so long) and letting go to let others in, especially the Taylor family.

    it’s going to be an interesting ride. :)

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