How do people get into the situations they find themselves in?
Having been betrayed by the man she assumed she was destined to be with forever; Julie Anderson is heartbroken that her love affair didn’t end with the fairy tale Happily Ever After. She leaves town to pursue her dream of being a dancer only to find herself trapped in a job she no longer loves, confined in a relationship with a loveless man, and living day by day regretting what she has become.
Bouncing from failed relationship to failed relationship, Robert Holiday consoles himself with the lie that he sacrificed his happiness so Julie could live her dream.
As fate has a curious sense of humour, eight years later, they wake up in bed together. Now it is up to love to fix what time cannot mend.
His brow lowered as his eyes darkened. “I never used you. But you sure as hell are trying to use me now. You know I loved you. Don’t tell me you haven’t figured it out yet. You’re not stupid.” His nostrils flared. His mouth set in a firm line. “You’re the only woman I ever loved. I told you that. I also told you to remember whatever life threw at us, I would never stop loving you.”
“You… you… slept with—”
“Have you ever stopped to think why I did what I did?”
“You mean why you slept—”
“Nothing happened. I wouldn’t do that to you. It was a set up. Melissa played her part, went home, and then I got shit-faced drunk.”
Turning away from him, she snarled, “Very convincing set up. I catch two naked people rolling around in the sheets. Clothes flung everywhere.”
Robert pleaded to a hostile back. “Nothing happened. I swear. Nothing happened!”
“Oh sure, that’s easy to say now.”
“Melissa and I got some beer and pizza.”
“Chinese.” She snapped around to face him. “The table was covered in take-out Chinese and three beer bottles. One upright and two lying down. Which is what you do to an empty beer.”
“Ok, it was Chinese take-out. We ate supper. Threw some extra clothes around.”
Her gaze locked on his. “Your shirt was on the floor. Her blouse was on the couch.”
“When we heard you drive up, we raced to the bedroom, threw our shirts next to the bed and climbed under the sheets. She started moaning like a porn star as you walked in the room. I pretended to pop up from under the sheet and say something. Which I’ve no doubt you’re about to tell me, as you seem to have this moment burned into your brain.”
Not bothering to even attempt to hide the sarcasm in her voice, Julie said, “You said, Sorry babe. This is gonna have to be quick. She’ll be here soon. And I said, She’s already here.”
“I remember that.”
“And then I stormed out of the room.”
“And I followed.” Robert closed his eyes and rubbed his face. When he opened them, Julie was still glaring at him. “Think about it. How could I’ve gotten in front of you in less than a second with my jeans on? If I’d been screwing Melissa, would my jeans’ve been on?”
“Answer me this,” she snapped. “What the hell were you thinking when you were standing there staring at me? What was it that went through your mind? I’ve never been able to figure out your expression.”
“I swore I wouldn’t crack. I’d stay tough. But the look on your face nearly shattered my heart. I was standing next to you before I realized I’d gotten out of the bed. Part of me was happy. I’d pissed you off. You’d go dance. And a part of me was… was, I don’t know what it was. I saw you were heartbroken and angry, and whatever else was running through you, and that hurt. Hurt’s not the right word. It almost killed me to see you like that.”
Julie lunged forward. Robert jumped back. With each word, she moved closer. “You pushed me away. You made me leave so I’d go dance. You tricked me into hating you.”
Two writers in one. Daryl Devoré (@daryldevore) writes hot romances with sexy heroes and strong heroines and sweet romances with little to no heat. Each of her characters is so captivating they leave her readers spellbound as they rush to reach the end of her stories. She has several published books available in ebook, print, and audio – available at Amazon and other book retailers via Books2Read. Daryl lives in an old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband and 2 cats. Daryl loves to take long walks on her quiet country road or snowshoe across the back acres, and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. She has touched a moon rock, a mammoth, and a meteorite. She’s been deep in the ocean in a submarine, flown high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter, and used the ladies room in a royal palace. Life’s an adventure and Daryl’s having fun living it.
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