Fate’s Mistake
by
Brandace Morrow
Genre:
New Adult/Contemporary Romance
Release
Date: August 19, 2014
Hosted
by: Book Enthusiast Promotions (http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com)
He was the
perfect gentleman, and my parents adored him. In time, I learned to adore him
too. I married him. He was my forever.
Until the
day he hit me.
Five years
went by with the speed of a ticking clock, counting down my life one painful
second at a time.
Until Danny.
Danny saw me. Danny was my hero.
Danny was
the one I was supposed to be with.
But now I’m
broken, shattered into pieces too jagged to fit back together.
Isn’t that
what fate is? Puzzles fit together by an unseen hand to form a life worth
living.
So when fate
makes a mistake, who fixes it?
Brandace Morrow is
a full time mom of four, and currently stationed overseas with her sexy
soldier. Her recent obsessions are Maroon 5, rum and coke, and reading in no
particular order. Despite being terribly awkward with social media, she's
everywhere. Frequently subjecting the public to pictures of her minion's
messes, and everything that is Momdom in the Morrow house.
With water to my neck, I turn the faucet
off and can hear Danny splashing next door. “Are you done with your legs, too?”
I ask him teasingly.
“Just finishing up the bikini area. Do
you prefer a heart, or something a little more exotic?” he shoots right back,
making me giggle.
“What does bottle five say for you?”
“Let’s see.” I hear glass clinking
together. “It says . . . place on face for ten minutes. When dry, rinse off,
and apply jar six. This is getting kind of ridiculous. I’ve never had to do
this shit before,” Danny says.
“We’ll see what we look like when we’re
done. My skin feels so smooth.”
“Yeah, mine too. I’m a facial away from
losing my man card. Oh wait, that’s jar five. There it went, flying off to some
well-deserving guy who’s eating a raw steak and roping a steer down the street.
I may have to move to Mexico to get it back. How do you feel about matadors?”
I burst out laughing as I apply the goopy
mess in my jar six to my face. “You can restore your card later. I’m sure there
will be food to shovel and beer to belch.”
“You don’t get the man card credo. It’s
an application process, Kinley. After all of these products, it could be months
before I’m worthy again,” he explains.
“That’s terrible. I had no idea all it
took was a few little jars.”
“Don’t underestimate the power of a good
facial. I’m never living this down . . . I think this is avocado.”
“Are you eating it? Danny!” I yell
through my laughter.
“It’s good fats, Kinley. Remember?
Anyway, it’s all your fault,” Danny decides.
“How do you figure?”
“Well, I’m only in here to be close to
you. This should show you how committed I am,” Danny informs me.
“Thank you for sacrificing your manhood
to show me you care. That means a lot,” I joke.
I hear Danny sniff indignantly before he
says, “As long as you value my surrender, it’s all worth it.”
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