Christian Romance: You've Got a Way With Me: A Beautiful Christian Romance StoryJoanne Sawyer / Romance & Love
ot a Way With Me...
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Table of Contents
She Was Exhausted...
How is this?
They had talked and laughed...
“How can I help you miss?”
Catching a glimpse...
Melissa George came home from London for the worst possible reason, because her father had been diagnosed with cancer. After being driven by her career, she finally returns and gives her time to family. She was met by her mother, her brother, and her childhood friend, Jordan James. But her father’s situation is worse than she was led to believe, and Melissa finds herself in the brink of despair, despite her father’s reassurances of a blessed afterlife. But her faith in God and her father’s love allow her to come to grips with all these surprises, along with Jordan, who goes out of his way to help her sort through her feelings and make her happy, becoming her shoulder to cry on...
She Was Exhausted...
Melissa George was dozing on the train. She’d been in transit for about a day and she was exhausted. She wanted nothing more than to get home and fall into a nice warm bed her mother was sure to have ready. She was coming home. There was no major holiday, her job at a prestigious hotel in England almost never allowed for that, but her father falling ill was something she had not anticipated. After working for nearly 2 years abroad as a VP and interior designer without a break, she finally used her vacation time to be with her ailing father. Her dad had been struggling with his weight as he was nearing his seventies, he had high blood pressure and he’d already had a stroke when she was just 17, but they never guessed cancer would come up. Her father had lung cancer despite the fact that he had never smoked a single cigarette in his life.
It had surprised everyone, especially her mother. Melissa knew the people dearest to her needed her and she had to rise to the occasion.
The train finally stopped in their town. There was a nip in the air, but the snow wouldn’t be coming until maybe a month from now. Melissa tied her beautiful auburn hair into a ponytail and checked her look. For a woman who’d just spent 3 hours on a train, she looked pretty good. She scanned the crowd, looking for a familiar face, maybe her mother, or her brother Malcolm. She’d been looking around for a few minutes, but she saw neither her mother nor her brother at the station.
“Melissa, hey! Over here!” She turned and was quite surprise. Standing in front of her was the most attractive man she’d ever seen. He had black hair and dark brown eyes that made her want to melt into them. He didn’t look familiar to her at all.
“I’m sorry, do I know you?” she asked politely.
“Are you kidding me? It’s me, Jordan. I spent like half my childhood at your house,” the man said. It finally started to dawn on her. Jordan James was her brother’s best friend. She remembered what her brother had said about him before, how they went to separate colleges but ended up coming back home and working together, her brother as an engineer and Jordan as the landscaper. They even built their own little firm together and from what she recalled, their business was booming.
“Oh wow Jordan. I didn’t recognize you now, you look so different!”
“Yeah, I used to have braces, and horrible acne. How long’s it been, six years?”
“That’s right, six years since I last saw you. I hear you and Malcolm are working together?”
“Yes we are, and we’re doing pretty well too. Where are your bags?”
“Your brother asked me to pick you up. They just brought your dad home from the hospital, so they’re a little swamped.”
A wave of sadness flowed through her. She should have been there and helped them. Why did she have to take so long? Her little mental exchange was apparently evident to Jordan, because he suddenly said, “Hey, it’s not your fault. No need to feel guilty about it. Where are your bags again?”
They had both brought her bags to his pickup and were now driving down the familiar road to Melissa’s childhood home.
“So… how’s your life right now? Is there a Mrs. James waiting for you at home?” Melissa asked as they drove.
“No, not yet. I’m not quite ready to go down that road, you know?”
“I guess I understand, the same goes for me as well, I need to focus on my career before getting into any kind of relationship,” she said with a smile. But the truth was that Melissa was a bit lonely. Not physically, to tell the truth, she was still a virgin. She believed in saving herself before marriage, and her faith was a strong factor in her life. She had had boyfriends but they never did THAT. Melissa was lonely for some affection. She lived alone in London and didn’t have many friends. She was just too focused on her career to have any sort of social life.
But she was home now, she was sure to get all the affection she needed.
“So uhm, how about you? Is there some lucky Londoner waiting for you at home?” asked Jordan.
“Oh no, I was a little too busy to go out. I spent most of my nights indoors or at the hotel, and I don’t really have a social life in England. But you know, no regrets,” she said with a smile, “How’s your business going with Malcolm.”
“It’s going pretty great, we have a lot of loyal local customers, and we’re branching out, at least we were. I’m sort of handling most of the business right now.”
“Malcolm is so lucky to have you as a friend and partner. Other people wouldn’t be so lucky.”
“Well, he’s pretty lucky with what he’s got.”
“What do you mean?”
“You’ll see when you get there. He told me he wanted to tell you in person,” said Jordan, winking at her with a glint in his eye.
They drove through some woods and finally, the big white house slowly came into view.
Melissa didn’t realize that she missed her home as much as she did; an overwhelming feeling of relief came over her as she saw her old home, or maybe it was the memories she had here that triggered it. There’s no place like home.
As the car pulled up, they both saw the front door open, and Melissa saw her mother running out to meet them. Malcolm stopped at the door, there was someone else behind him, but Melissa wasn’t sure who that person might be.
Melissa got out of the car quickly and met her mother with a fierce hug.
“Oh mama, I missed you so much!”
“And we missed you my little rose. Your father’s been asking for you since we told him you were coming. Oh Mels, you look so beautiful.”
Melissa smiled after hearing that familiar nickname. She hasn’t heard anyone call her Mels in two years.
“Hey sis, Good to finally see you,” said Malcolm coming up toward her and enveloping her in a big bear hug.
“You too, Mal. I missed you.”
“By the way,” Malcolm said as they pulled away from their embrace. “I have someone to introduce to you.”
Melissa saw a woman standing behind Malcolm. She was petite and she had a sweet smile, blonde hair, and blue eyes. She was lovely.
“I’d like you to meet Sally, my fiancée!”
How is this?