Page 31 of A Wallflower Never Forgets

“I should go back and secure a spot in line,” Grandmama declared with an eager gleam in her eye. “I want the full experience…complete with a signed book to treasure!” With a tender movement, she picked up the small cat, cradling him under her arm.

Jonathan chuckled, observing the scene with fondness. “I never would have thought I’d take to having animals,” Jonathan said. He leaned down to plant a playful kiss on Melanie’s nose, a gesture that always made her smile. “I think Shep misses her terribly.” He gently brushed a strand of hair from the front of her face before reaching down and picking up Shep.

Melanie nodded and smiled up at him. “You’re probably right. Grandmama rarely goes anywhere without Smoot.”

At that moment, Conners approached with an air of polished professionalism. “It’s time to get started, Lady DeLacey. Your admirers are eagerly awaiting your arrival,” Conners said. “I’ll have a pitcher of water and a glass brought to your table for you.”

Melanie brightened. “Thank you so much, Mr. Conners. I’m ready.”

Jonathan smiled at his wife, noticing the spark of anticipation that seemed to ignite within her as she prepared to meet those who admired her work. He could hear Grandmama telling someone that she was the author’s grandmother and smiled.

As Melanie and Jonathan walked back to the table of books with the line in front of it, she looked up at her husband. Thank you for everything you’ve done. There’s something I want to tell you.”

“Yes, is everything alright?”

“Yes, everything is wonderful. As you know, I’ve begun writing a second novel…but I think I’ll need to take a year off before it’s published.”

“What? You’re just getting started…why would you be taking a break? Jonathan asked, his brow furrowed in concern. “You’re doing so well, look at all the readers you have here.

“I’m taking time off because our family is about to grow by one…and it won’t be a furry kitten or an energetic puppy. What would you say if I told you that you’re going to be a Papa come spring?”

Jonathan paused, trying to process his wife’s words. Then he wrapped his arms around his wife, pulling her close, and planted a passionate kiss on her lips. “I’d say, next to you marrying me, that that’s the best news I’ve ever heard. I love you so much, Melanie.”

“And I love you, Jonathan,” she replied, her eyes sparkling with joy.

He leaned down and whispered something in her ear, and her face pinkened.

“Thank you for all of this,” she said meaningfully.

Jonathan picked up Shep, and Melanie leaned down to give the dog an affectionate kiss on the top of his head. As Melanie settled into her seat, Jonathan gently placed Shep down next to her. He watched as the dog immediately curled up beside her, his tail thumping lightly, content to savor this joyful adventure together.

~Maybe…not The End~