Beat of His Heart

By Nickie Nalley Seidler

Do you believe in fate?  In miracles?  
My future was set, all my ducks were finally in a row, and nothing could be more perfect.  I was finally happy.  Until --  Life decided it wasn't done with me. 

Everything spiraled out of control on October 17th @ 8:52 pm.  Fate took things out of my hands and ruined me.  My heart ached every day for what I had lost. 

Eventually, I moved on.  I was finally able to see the beauty in life again.  I craved the beat of this mans heart.  I never expected to hear it again, but when i did, everything came crashing back.  The pain, the heartbreak, the loss.  I wasn't sure if I was prepared for what would come next .....

• Language: English
• Publisher: Nickie Seidler
• Release date: Nov 4, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386484769

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DEDICATION

I completely dedicate this book to Author Glenna Maynard. She has been there since day one and she continues to be one of my author besties. She inspired this book and it’s because of her, that I pushed myself to make this book happen. She has always given me hope and always pushed me to succeed. For her, I am entirely grateful.

Beat of His Heart Playlist

Someday- Nickelback

Love Like Crazy- Lee Brice

Someone like you- Adele

Read Your Mind- Avant

Show Em- Backstreet Boys

Show me the meaning- Backstreet Boys

God Gave Me You- Blake Shelton

Alcohol- Brad Paisley

Just a Dream- Carrie Underwood

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

This book was inspired by Glenna Maynard. I’m so happy that she got this book flowing in my mind because it has been so much fun to write. I set my mind to it and it happened. Thank you, Glenna.

To my husband, for always being my number one supporter and pushing me to achieve my goals, thank you and I love you. Thank you for helping with Molly when I needed to write.  To Molly, I hope you get your mama’s creative talents and pursue them fully. You are my world. I love you.

My mother, always my supporter, my everything, I’d be lost without you. Thank you for your constant support and cheerleading techniques to make sure I keep living my dream of writing and publishing.

To Shelly, you made me want to finish this book. I’m so grateful for your new friendship and I’m so happy you’re in my life. Thank you for supporting me and being there for me.

To my BETAS Bev, Stephenee and Anne, I have no words. You guys mean so much to me and I’m so thankful you give me the wonderful one of a kind feedback. You guys are more to me than BETAS, but friends. Friends I’ll cherish every day. Thank you for everything you do for me.

To the bloggers, a HUGE thank you to YOU. If it wasn’t for you spreading the word of all my books I wouldn’t have gotten very far. You took a chance on me and I’m so very thankful for your support! Thank you for your endless support I truly do appreciate it. You ladies are wonderful.

To my readers, you are what makes this thing go round for me. You feedback, your positivity, your encouragement, and most of all your friendships. Thank you for supporting me and following me even through mommyhood when you all still stuck by my side when I haven’t published in a while. THANK YOU.

Lastly, Thank you so much to Kellie my editor, for helping me conquer my rough drafts I throw at her. She’s been with me from the start and I’m so thankful for her in my life and to Jennifer for the beautiful cover, I can’t put into words my thanks for all your patience with me in getting it to be perfect.

Thank you all.

PROLOGUE

October 17th, 2012

The touch of his lips sent shivers through my body as it did every morning he left me for work. It was the one thing he always did and I loved him for it. He kissed me tenderly while I was asleep as he made his stretch of ten to twelve hour days at his job. It was that kiss that kept me going all day long until I saw him later that night. That soft touch of his hands that carefully slid over my cheek like he admired how I looked every morning before he went to work. It was my touch, my lips, my presence that got him through his day.

Today felt different and I wasn’t sure why, but I was awake when he walked in the bedroom this morning. I smiled at him as he walked towards the bed, admiring his body. Bradley was tall, dark brown hair and beautiful brown eyes that made me weak in the knees anytime I could stare into them. His hair was perfectly sculpted with gel, his spikes adding some more length to his already six two frame. His blue striped suit with white tie neatly ironed, looked seamless. I knew he must have had meetings today if he was this dressed up for work. As he leaned in the bed, he was surprised my eyes were open.

Hey, baby. I smiled, stretching out under the covers as he smiled back.

What are you doing awake, he whispered, Get your beauty sleep.

I have another hour to sleep, but I couldn’t resist seeing you leave if I was awake. I yawned. Brad glanced at the clock; he was running a tad late, it was 5:45am.

Wish I could stay home with you, we’d call in sick.

I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him into me closer and kissed his cheek. I know, but you have a busy day, and you’re going to be late. We’ll have plenty of time to call in sick. Forever, ever babe.

That’s why I love you, I love you so fucking much. He pressed his lips to mine before I could say anything. He backed off quickly, as he needed to get going and I was keeping him.

Go, babe! I smacked his ass. He blew a kiss and I caught it in my hands and pressed it to my face as I curled back under the covers and watched him head out of the bedroom grabbing his work bag. I lay there peacefully as this made my morning. Maybe I should wake up with him more often. Then I thought about my long day ahead. An extra hour of sleep was what I needed right now. I closed my eyes and drifted asleep before my alarm clock would sound.

I woke up right before my alarm went off, checked my social media and noticed I had a couple text messages from Brad telling me he made it to work safely and how much he missed me. How much he wished he could have called in sick today to stay with me in bed. I wished that too. I got out of bed and started the shower. My flower shop wasn’t going to run itself.

My business was my dream. Brad had been letting me live that dream now for the last two years. He’s helped me fund it and get it started and has helped me on the slow months and used money to promote it. It’s not easy running your own business when you’re in competition with the other local flower places. I had big plans for it, including spreading it further out to other cities around me and hiring on more people as long as I hit my goals for the next six months. Brad was my business coach as that was his calling. He worked for a company that helped businesses expand and created hope for them. He made really good money doing it, and when he heard I wanted to have my own business someday, he made it happen almost overnight. Always going out of his way to make me happy. He even used the opportunity to do an awesome scavenger hunt to propose by showing me my shop. My shop that was all mine, and mine to do with as I wanted. Mine that would become ours, because that’s when he dropped down on one knee and I couldn’t say yes fast enough. I knew with every fiber in my body that I wanted to marry this man. But with work so busy, we haven’t had time to buckle down with wedding plans. That was our goal for this year. To plan our wedding. My parents only nagged us with that for two years, so it was only right to start this year; we’d been engaged long enough. In fact, we had plans to meet with a venue this evening and grab some dinner. I had almost forgotten about it till last night when Brad mentioned it before going to bed. He was way more organized than me.

Stepping out of the shower, I grabbed my towel and wrapped it around me while I wrung the water out of my long blonde hair. Scrunching the towel to my wet locks, I glanced at myself in the mirror. I haven’t been much happier in life than I was now. This was pure bliss and we were not even married. All our friends were married and having babies, and that was ok. We’d have our time, and if Brad was in complete charge, we would already have babies by now.

My phone started playing my favorite song and let me know I had an incoming call. Call me Maybe blasted and my best friend Sara’s picture flashed in the background.

Hey! I answered with pep in my step as I scurried to get my clothes for work.

Hey, what are you doing later? Dinner? she asked in somewhat of a hurry.

"Actually, Brad and I have dinner plans and were checking out a venue. Would you be interested in joining? I wouldn’t mind having my maid of