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Gannon & Willow's Story: Alien Warrior Mates V, #2
Gannon & Willow's Story: Alien Warrior Mates V, #2
Gannon & Willow's Story: Alien Warrior Mates V, #2
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Gannon & Willow's Story: Alien Warrior Mates V, #2

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Gannon doesn't know what's happening to him. The emotions that he felt the moment that he saw Willow hit him so strongly and he can't get her out of his mind. This is unlike anything that he has ever experienced and though everything in his heart is telling him that he wants to be near her, his mind is holding him back.

Willow knows that something has changed in Nana's home, but she doesn't know what. The gorgeous man in the greenhouse appeared seemingly out of nowhere in the weeks since Willow has visited, and Nana has no real explanation for who he is. Despite her questions, though, Willow can't deny the attraction that started the instant she saw Gannon, even though the back of her mind tells her that she's not ready yet.

While spending time together trying to revive Willow's strawberry plants, the two start to draw closer, but the more Willow tells Gannon about herself, the less he seems to want to tell her. Together they must be willing to confront their pasts and free themselves from the claims that those pasts have on their future so that they can discover that love may just be where they least expected it

LanguageEnglish
Release dateMay 7, 2020
ISBN9781393191322
Gannon & Willow's Story: Alien Warrior Mates V, #2

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    Gannon & Willow's Story - Grace Kensington

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    Willow stared down at the cup sitting in front of her, her fingertip tracing the delicate edge. Nana tipped the teapot over it, allowing the shimmering amber tea to obliterate the dainty pink flowers and feathery green leaves painted along the nearly translucent white inner wall. This caused her to jump slightly and look up at the older woman, wondering how long she had been in a daze. Nana smiled at her and settled into the chair across the table. As Willow looked at her, she wondered, not for the first time, what this woman’s real name was. For as long as she had known her, everyone had called her Nana and had never questioned it. One day she might ask, but somehow it felt disrespectful to pry, and like if she did she would be breaking the comfortable connection that they had.

    Nana reached forward and used tiny silver tongs to pick up a cube of pink-tinted sugar from the matching silver tray in the center of the table and rest it onto Willow’s spoon, then selected two more for herself. Willow stirred the sugar into her tea, watching the crystals disappear into the hot liquid and spread their sweetness and the hint of rose that was Nana’s signature through the drink. They sat in silence for a few moments, each tending to their tea in a way that felt choreographed as if they were trying to use up as much time as they possibly could augmenting their cups and taking their first, cautious sips. This was unusual for them. Their friendship was one built on years of knowing each other and a comfortable rapport that always led them into easy, relaxed conversations that could stretch for hours without either of them noticing the passage of time. Now, though, it felt like they were barely occupying the same space.

    Instead, they were two individuals in their own separate bubbles, positioned near each other but not truly with one another. There was something happening, something that had changed in the home that was altering the way that Nana was thinking and acting. Willow took another sip of her tea and looked around herself. In the little more than a month since she had last been in the home visiting with Nana, the environment had shifted in a way that was obvious but not tangible. She could feel that there was something in the space that wasn’t as it had been, but she couldn’t specifically see anything that was amiss or that had been moved or added since her last time sitting at this table. She turned toward Nana and saw that she was holding a plate of pecan cookies out to her. Willow took one of the treats and rested it on the edge of her saucer.

    Something’s different, she said. Did I visit at a bad time?

    Nana had taken a bite of her own cookie and shook her head as she worked on chewing and swallowing the bite.

    No, she finally said. Now is perfect.

    You just seem distracted. I don’t want to keep you from anything if there is something that you need to be doing.

    No, Nana insisted again, reaching across the table to rest her hand on Willow’s. I’m happy that you stopped by. It’s good to see you. Things have just been busy the last few weeks. That’s all.

    Busy? Willow asked, taking another sip of her tea to help her look casual and not as though images of the gorgeous man she had just met were still flickering through her mind. Anything exciting?

    Nana looked as though she were thinking as quickly as she could, trying to figure out how to respond. She settled her own teacup into the saucer and picked up another cookie.

    Well, Aubrey is back home…with her new husband.

    Willow was slightly taken aback by the explanation, though it seemed tacked on and not complete. She gave a slow nod.

    Wow, she said. I didn’t even know that she had gotten married.

    Though she tried hard not to let the sound of it seep into her voice, Willow was offended by the thought of Aubrey getting married without her even knowing about the impending wedding. She had been close with Nana for many years, and even though she hadn’t ever had a particularly meaningful friendship with Aubrey, Willow would have expected that if Nana’s granddaughter were getting married, she would have been invited, or at least told that the wedding was happening.

    It was very sudden, Nana said. I’m honestly still trying to get used to the idea myself. There wasn’t even time to plan a proper wedding. It was just a little ceremony right in the backyard with a few of the groom’s friends. That’s actually how I met Gannon. He is a friend of Jonah’s and is staying here for a bit.

    Staying here? Willow asked in surprise. He’s living with you?

    Nana laughed and leaned back in her chair, looking more like the woman who Willow knew.

    You make it sound so lascivious, she said. I could only hope that something that exciting would happen in my life with a man like that. No. He had to move out of his former home pretty unexpectedly and hasn’t quite settled into a new place yet. I’m just rattling around in this big old house all by myself when Aubrey isn’t home, so I figured that I might as well offer him some of the extra space that I have.

    Willow nodded, involuntarily

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