Aug 4 2017 11:10am

Christine d’Abo Excerpt: Making It

Christine d'Abo

Making It by Christine d'Abo

Devan knows exactly what he wants from life: a good career, a husband who loves him, and a child to call his own. He’s working at the perfect job, and has found the man of his dreams in Eli. That only leaves one box left to tick. When his friend offers to be a surrogate mother for Devan and Eli, he’s convinced all his dreams have come true.

Eli has been fighting his entire life. Fighting to keep his sick mother safe, fighting his frustration, and fighting daily as an up-and-coming MMA star. The one thing he can’t fight is the feeling that he’s made a terrible mistake agreeing to be a father with Devan. On the worst night of their lives, Eli knows Devan is better off without him, and leaves.

When Eli returns three years later he comes face-to-face with Devan and a son who might be his. Devan has moved on with his life, but seeing Eli once again reignites forgotten passion. Yet if Eli wants to make it work with Devan, he must decide if he’s ready for the biggest fight of his life.

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Zack nodded toward the office, so Eli trailed along behind him. His hands were sore despite being wrapped up, which spoke volumes as to how out of shape he was. Given how little time he had to get ready for the fight in a few weeks, that wasn’t a good thing.

“I got a Google alert on the gym this morning. Your appearance here was mentioned, as was your upcoming fight.” Zack frowned. “When did all that happen?”

“Not long ago. I’m taking you up on your offer to train here.”

“Cool. Whatever you need.” The look on Zack’s face told him that there was more to this conversation than curiosity about his match.

“Spit it out, dude.”

“Did you meet up with Devan?”

The question hit harder than a sucker punch. “I did.”


“And I took him out to supper, apologized, and signed the divorce papers.”

Zack nodded, but rather than a look of approval, Eli was surprised to see disappointment. “I’m glad you did the right thing.”

Eli began to pull the wrap from around his hand. “Sure. Stephan put me in a bad spot, but it was still on me. What else could I do?”

“I don’t know, maybe you could make an attempt to win him back?”

“Why the hell would I bother? He’s got a kid, his own place; he doesn’t need me back in his life to fuck it up.”

Zack’s head shot up. “He’s got a kid? How?”

“Well, when a man loves a woman, they hug each other really tight and make a baby.”

“See, asshole.”

“I am.” Eli quickly filled him in on everything Devan had said. “His name’s Matthew.”

Zack sat on the edge of his desk, his face a tangle of emotions. “So you’re telling me that there’s a chance this kid is yours, and you’re not going to do anything about it?”

“What the hell can I do?” He’d spent days going through scenarios in his mind, begging Devan to take him back, leaving Toronto for good and never returning. “If the kid is mine, I have no right to force myself back into his life. I left him. Told him I didn’t want a family. I can’t change my mind now.”

“Dude, you were hurting. I wasn’t surprised that you had a breakdown. Other couples who’ve had to deal with miscarriages have had to work through similar issues and no, not all couples make it. But you went a little scorched-earth on your life here. That caught me off guard.”

It had caught Eli off guard as well. Months after he’d left Devan and moved to Montreal, he’d had one of those oh fuck moments. Half-naked in a locker room, the severity of what he’d done to Devan, to their relationship, had hit him hard. He’d been terrified the night of Meg’s miscarriage. Partially because of what had happened to her, but also because he’d known Devan would want to try again. He’d told Devan that he didn’t want to have a child, but the truth was, he’d been scared of losing a child again, and maybe even more scared that the next time would work and he’d end up being a father. With his history, he’d be a train wreck of a father. The idea of having that level of responsibility for another person’s well-being . . . Eli didn’t think he could do it.

From that moment on, anger had become his default mode and had helped fuel his fights for the years to follow. All because he’d walked away from the best thing that had ever happened to him, because he’d been too much of a coward to tell Devan what he was really feeling.

Eli dropped the wrap to the floor and went to work freeing his other hand. “He deserves better than me.”

“I think that’s up for him to decide.”

“I told him where I was going to be for the next few weeks. He never responded after that. I have no intention of pushing him. If he never wants to see me again, then that’s fine with me.” It wasn’t, but he’d tied his own hands three years ago when he’d left.

“Well, lucky for you, he seems to have had a change of heart.” Zack nodded beyond Eli, causing him to turn around to see.

There was Devan, dressed in his uniform and looking around like a lost child.

“Shit.” Eli stood, but his feet refused to take him toward the man he still loved more than anything in the world.

Devan wasn’t in horrible shape, but he wasn’t one to do much beyond the occasional run. He certainly had never understood what drove Eli to push his body to its limit. Standing there, looking tired from what must have been a long day, Devan was more fish out of water than anyone else who’d come to Ringside over the years.

“Are you going to go see him?” Zack took his seat behind his desk and pointedly looked at his computer screen. “I’m sure he won’t stay long if he doesn’t see you.”

With a huff, Eli forced himself to move. The moment he stepped out of the office, Devan’s gaze snapped to him. He’d always been able to do that: find him when he wanted. It didn’t matter if they’d been separated in a massive crowd, it wouldn’t take Devan long to locate him. It was one of the first things about him that Eli had fallen in love with. He waited until he was standing right in front of Devan before he gave him a small smile. “Hey. I’m surprised to see you.”

A blush covered Devan’s cheeks. “Honestly, I’m surprised I’m here.”

“Is there something wrong? Is Matthew okay?”

Devan smiled. “The little terror is fine. And is now sporting a brand-new front tooth. Looks adorable.” Devan whipped out his phone and showed the picture of Matthew and a stuffed animal on his home screen. “Look at that face.”

Eli’s heart melted at the sight of him. “He’s sweet.”

“I also realized when I was here the other day that I really need to spend some more time looking after myself. It’s so easy to make everything about him. I thought it might be fun to sign up for the gym. Work off some of my work stress.” Devan looked around, his eyes landing on the ring. “Not sure this is the right place for me though.”

“Lots of opportunity for beginners. Zack is hiring some personal trainers. He can make some recommendations.” Eli braced his hands on his hips. “I can train you if you’d like.”

Devan’s eyes widened. “Ah, really?”

Eli shrugged. “Only if you want. I’m pretty good at what I do, and I won’t charge you, either. So you get the best of both worlds.”

“I’m not sure.”

The kid who’d been mimicking his moves earlier was now watching their exchange intently. “Let’s go someplace private and we can talk.” 

Copyright © 2017 by Christine d'Abo.
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A romance novelist and short story writer, Christine has over forty publications to her name. She loves to exercise and stops writing just long enough to keep her body in motion too. When she’s not pretending to be a ninja in her basement, she’s most likely spending time with her family and two dogs.

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1. Benidorm-babe
Love Christine D'abo books so looking forward to reading this
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