Their Double Blessing

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Blurb:

A clean, twins pregnancy, billionaire, interracial romance story. Security guard Patricia Williams bears the weight of two failed marriages and the heartache of five miscarriages and wants nothing more than to keep busy with her stable job. While at a charity event, she had no idea that a certain billionaire would shatter the solitude of her world.

George Kent has resigned himself to a loveless future after his own personal string of heartbreak… But when he sees the beautiful Patricia at the event, he can’t get her out of his mind! And as the two become closer, a glimmer of hope begins to shine between them both.

But as they dare to dream of the children they’ve both longed for, the past casts a long shadow, lurking just out of reach… Will they finally have a chance to love again? Or will their dreams slip through their fingers, forever out of reach? Discover now in this clean twins pregnancy romance novel by Anna L Jones.

Chapter 1

Patricia Williams buttoned up her uniform, smiling proudly in front of the mirror, showing off her dark chocolate skin, fit figure and black braids. She’d never understood what people had against working in malls. Sure, it wasn’t glamorous but that was true for many jobs. Besides, these were the occupations that people often worked to achieve instead of getting through connections. Earning your place was a source of pride few things could compare to. A lesson she wished Mary would learn— instead of trying to play matchmaker with every man in sight. You’d think a woman conned out of everything by an ex would turn their back on romance. Not her grown little sister.

Working in security was a respectable job that required dedication and perseverance. After two failed marriages and five miscarriages, romance was an afterthought for Patricia. Men were mostly selfish creatures who wanted arm candy over an equal companion. She’d had enough of them trying to conquer or demean her. Life was better off with trusted friends and a long journey without obstacles. Vacations without a boyfriend,and maybe with a friend or two, were often great. In the end, love from those closest to her seemed a safer bet than with a random stranger only wanting a fling or worse.

Mary disagreed, always the romantic. Matching hazel eyes and sisterhood was all they had in common. Dying her hair chestnut brown, using creams to lighten her skin and needing male company—they were polar opposites. Made by the point that Patricia had thrown away love because of heartbreak and laziness. The latter being the most offensive to a professional workaholic. Relationships needed work but throwing away everything for a man was foolhardy. Two failed marriages almost broke her will, not to mention the miscarriages in an attempt to appease men who would leave her in the end. The first two were genuine attempts. But after that, it was all pressure from men who refused to accept being with a woman who couldn’t be a mother to their children. Her second husband had laughed in her face when she’d insisted on adoption. After that divorce and a few dates over the years, Patricia swore off romance.

“I can’t believe you enjoy working the night shift. That has to be when the worst comes out.” Mary walked in eating cookie dough out of the container and Dressed in silk pajamas with light makeup—never one to take off the warpaint of love before the head hit the pillow at midnight. “I’m still trying to adjust to the shift changes at this new job.”

Patricia’s head whipped around. Those words always came before a new firing. “Don’t you dare lose this one, Mary. I vouched for you and being a part time telemarketer isn’t that hard. Word is you keep slipping out for smokes or coming in late. Living here is temporary, no one gets back on their feet without working for that goal.”

Mary mumbled underneath her breath before storming into the bedroom. “What you need is a man to help you unwind. I know my dalliance went south, but that’s no excuse to keep being such a sour puss. Those exes have nothing to do with your future. You’re thirty-five, time isn’t going to be kinder to you. Get a ring on your finger before no one is available.”

Patricia rounded on her sister. It was bad enough having to share a tiny apartment with someone who did none of the chores and barely helped with payments but she had to deal with backseat commentary on her personal life too. “I don’t want another man trying to control me. Focus on getting your situation in order before judging me. Men put you in this situation, at least I can take care of myself. Now put that dough back and share out some next time instead of eating it out like you live here alone.”

Mary’s eyes filled with tears. The waterworks always came when criticized, a move that had worked on their parents. “All I want is for my big sister to be happy. If that’s a crime, then I’ll gladly pay the price. Just because we both had terrible romances in the past doesn’t mean we should give up. I know you still want a baby. Three applications to adoption agencies don’t lie.”

“What did I tell you about looking through my things?” Patricia felt the heat rise in her face, “I can’t believe that you’re still acting like a child at the age of thirty. This is my apartment and my papers are private. What I want is a beautiful life without people telling me what to do as if my word doesn’t matter.”

Mary sat at the edge of the bed with her head down. “Is that what you think? That I’m like this because I don’t care? I want you to have a companion to share a life together and be happy. If I thought you truly wanted to be single then I would stop. But you want to be with someone who loves and respects who you are. That is not out of reach. Please don’t give up on your soulmate because of a few mistakes.”

“Mistakes?” Patricia screeched. “I’ve done everything right and my life was torn apart. My husbands wanted a dutiful wife, not an equal. I was pushed into carrying five failed pregnancies and laughed out of adoption. Those agencies wouldn’t even accept me as a single mother, claiming my job was either too dangerous or unpredictable. What a joke! I know cop couples with multiple adopted babies. Why? Because if you have a man then they think you’re good enough to raise a child. Sorry if that was one of my mistakes, Mary. I’ll try to do better just for my little sis.”

Mary opened her mouth then closed it. After a long silence she muttered a quick ‘sorry’ and, fled. The slam of the bathroom door probably equalling another bath that would use up the hot water. But right now the silence was worth bathing without that luxury later. Especially since their conversation was two seconds away from a nasty confrontation.

Patricia finished getting ready then left—after turning off the television and putting away the cookie dough Mary had abandoned on her bed. And ignoring the sofa bed overflowing with garbage as she exited the apartment for work.

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Patricia wasn’t always a skeptic. Once she was young and in love, like many females. But as time passed and men showed their true colors, things changed. A woman could only accept heartbreak and betrayal so many times. Being made a fool of for the sake of a society that believed women needed a partner to be whole or worthy wasn’t worth it.

Her husbands had started off as great men. They had upstanding jobs, supposedly respected both genders, and loved her completely. Until they realized she wouldn’t submit, and worse couldn’t have children. The first left her, and it was agonizing. Her second husband was carefully selected yet he wasn’t a winner in the end, being against the idea of adoption and even suggesting that she’d miscarried on purpose. That one ended badly, and she swore off marriage after that. Which caused an end to some of the relationships that followed. Men refusing to accept she wasn’t going to be their next wedding conquest. The rest ended for the usual reasons. Her job, refusal to be lesser and a host of other excuses males hated females about.

The culture of romance was a terrible notion used to yoke women into unwanted relationships. Sure, some succeeded with lovely couples and families. But what about those that imploded? All the lives ruined in a bid to make the unfixable work. The thought that not having someone by your side was a failure of epic proportions? There was a reason over fifty percent of marriages ended in divorce. Not everyone was meant to have a soulmate.