Free Our New Love by Melissa Foster

Chapter One
    WEDDINGS ALWAYS DID Savannah Remington in, and the double wedding of her brothers-in-law Rush and Dex to their fiancées, Jayla Stone and Ellie Parker, completely drained her. Maybe her pregnancy hormones were making her even more emotional than usual. At eight and a half months pregnant, she felt like a big-bellied puddle of tears. At least the wedding had gone off without a hitch, despite the chilly October afternoon. Her brother Treat Braden, the owner of the Colorado resort where the celebration was taking place, had certainly outdone himself this time. The elegant white tent he’d had erected on the property overlooked the Colorado Mountains, where Savannah and her husband, Jack, were planning to spend the week at their secluded little cabin in the woods. They were leaving right after the wedding, although from the looks of it, the wedding might never officially end. Rush and Jayla were glued together on the dance floor beside Dex and Ellie, looking stunning in their tuxes and wedding gowns. They were surrounded by the rest of the Remington clan and their significant others, as well as too many Bradens to count. The families—extended and immediate—had grown as close as families could be over the last few years, and Savannah could not have been happier.
    “Angel.” Jack’s arms slipped around her from behind, embracing their unborn child as he embraced his wife.
    Savannah turned in his arms. His midnight-blue eyes held even more love than they had when they’d met, when they’d married, and even more than when they’d found out they were going to have a baby. He never failed to surprise her with an endless well of emotions, especially after he’d overcome so much. Jack had lost his first wife in a car accident two years before he’d met Savannah, and it was Savannah’s love that had helped heal him.
    “Dance with me?” he asked, before pressing his lips to hers.
    He always knew what she needed. As much as she’d helped him heal, from the first time they’d met, he’d been her rock. In good times and bad, he was so in tune to her needs and always willing to give more of himself, regardless of whether she was happy, sad, angry, or bored.
    Savannah wiped her happy tears and sniffed back the emotions threatening to steal her voice. She nodded and took his outstretched hand.
    “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be so emotional,” she said as she wound her arms around his neck and ran her fingers through his thick dark hair. Jack was six four and built like a lumberjack, thickly muscled, solid, and stable. He’d earned that incredible physique when he was in the Special Forces, and as a survival guide his ruggedness was tested and revitalized on a weekly basis. Of course, with their baby due soon, Jack hadn’t left Savannah’s side in more than a week, and he’d already cleared his schedule for several more weeks so he could be with her even after the birth. Most women’s mothers would offer to help with a new baby, but Savannah had lost her mother to cancer when she was too young to remember her. With five brothers, Savannah had plenty of sisters-in-law who had offered to come stay with them when the baby was born, not to mention her best friend and coworker at her law firm, Aida Strong. But Jack insisted he wanted to be there every step of the way. She loved him even more for that.
    Jack pressed another soft kiss to her lips. “Don’t be. Weddings always get to that giant heart of yours. It makes you even more beautiful.”
    Savannah rested her head on his chest. These last two weeks with Jack had brought them even closer together, regardless of how emotional she’d been. She wondered if her emotions would level off after the baby was born. Another two weeks . She smiled with the thought, although her doctor had told her that it could be even longer with a first baby. She was just overjoyed about finally meeting the little person she and Jack had created.
    Savannah spotted her aunt