Christian Romance: Heaven on Earth... [4 Beautiful Christian Romance Stories] Read Online Free

the
stranger.
    “Oh, I’m sorry, he’s hardly a new
friend Tristan, we went to college together, Tristan this is Daniel
Dayfield, and Danny this is Tristan Maine, a baker at our
shop.”
    A baker? Tristan was getting riled up
now.
    “Don’t be modest Elise, I’m her date,”
Tristan said as he gave Daniel Dayfield a firm handshake and a
tight lipped smile.
    “Hey, I’m sorry I didn’t realize.
Wait, haven’t I seen you before?” Danny said, squinting his eyes at
Tristan. Tristan felt panic rise up in his throat.
    “No, I’m sure you’re mistaken. Elise I
see Suzanne over there. She might want to have word.”
    With that, he led Elise away and they
walked briskly.
    “You’re acting very strange Tristan.
Please slow down. What’s the matter with you?” Elise said, pulling
away from him then.
    “Nothing, I was just surprised that
you were gone and dancing with someone else so quickly.”
    “He was an old friend, and you were
busy yourself weren’t you?”
    “I… I’m sorry I was so abrupt, I
shouldn’t have done that. There’s Suzanne now, shall
we?”

Truths...

    Elise was getting goose bumps, but she
was hiding them well. She knew Tristan had felt jealous and she
couldn’t help but feel shivery all over. She hadn’t even corrected
him when he told Danny it was a date.
    They had met with Suzanne and Jonathan
and 5 other prospective customers and now, they were at the terrace
enjoying some wine and quiet.
    “Your aunt tells me you’ve never
dated. I honestly find it hard to believe.”
    “Well, believe it. I never felt I
needed to or that it was the right time. I don’t have any
regrets.”
    “That must be a gift, to live with no
regrets. I have so many I feel like most of my life is
regret.”
    “Why is that?”
    “I lived my life like it was just
that, just my life. There were no consequences, no pain, no
responsibility. I was just a stray sheep. I’m glad I found God, and
I found guidance too. I decided to change, and I haven’t looked
back, but the regrets are still there. I try not to think about it
but they’re there.”
    “I lived my life for the future,
that’s why I have no regrets, but I do wish I had lived for the
moment more, just got on a random bus and go around and meet new
people.”
    “You can still do that. Get on a plane
and fly somewhere, talk to strangers about life just to get a slice
of their life, I can’t take back what I did.”
    “But you can change and repent, and
mean it. There’s always forgiveness if you sincerely look for it.”
Elise turned to see Tristan staring at her intently.
    “I admire you Elise. You are strong
and brave, and kind too. You built up your life and worked to get
everything you have. I’ve never worked for anything.”
    “You worked at the continental didn’t
you? And you work for us, although you are messy and tardy
sometimes, you can fix that too.”
    “Yeah, I guess I can.”
    “Tristan… Tristan… Tristan Millard
isn’t it? I was at a hotel opening for your father,” someone said
from behind them. Tristan froze at the sight of a chubby gentleman
who approached them.
    “Tristan, surely you remember me, I’m
John Vaineville, I was your father’s associate for the Hotel
Adriatic in Spain. How is old Denver Milliard by the
way?”
    Tristan could taste the bile in his
tongue. He turned to look at Elise, who was looking at him
searchingly, and he could only look on as she turned on her heels
and left.

    Milliard? He was Tristan Milliard, son
of Denver Milliard? This means he didn’t just work in Hotel
Continental, their family OWNED Hotel Continental, along with 10
other 5-star hotels around the world. She didn’t understand. What
was he doing working as a baker at a local shop when he could be
anywhere in the world doing whatever he wanted?
    The truth was that Elise was not angry
with Tristan, but with herself, it was her fault. She felt like a
fool, nearly falling for some playboy millionaire. Her parents had
taught her