Once
upon a time Mackenzie Phillips thought she’d found her happily ever after. She
had married her high school sweetheart and had started her perfect family. But
one tragic night Mac’s perfect life was ripped away from her, leaving her
beautiful fairy tale existence in ruins.
When
everything worth living for is suddenly taken from you, how do you keep going?
People told her how lucky she was just to be alive after that night, but she
didn’t agree.
Years
passed with Mac living in a fog, until another unfortunate turn of events
placed her world on its head once again. Now, still carrying the tender wounds
of her past, this widow has to face the realities of life again.
Broken
and truly alone, she must find work. In walks her new employer, Dean Johnson, a
guy who is just broken enough himself, that she thinks he might actually be
able to understand her. But Mac soon discovers that that bond with Dean may
instead force her to face demons she isn’t yet ready to deal with.
Excerpt:
I glance in, but the box is dark inside all of the tissue paper. My hands retrieve the first item. “Buckeyes!” I exclaim.
I glance in, but the box is dark inside all of the tissue paper. My hands retrieve the first item. “Buckeyes!” I exclaim.
“I can see why she’s your best
friend.” Dean leans on one elbow, watching me explore the contents one by one.
I reach in, continuing to pull out
items—a black hair scarf with cherries, a pair of earrings from one of my
favorite local jewelry designers in Cincinnati, Abbi Glines’s newest steamy
romance. My cheeks go hot as Dean sees the cover, lifting his eyebrows.
“Well, I think that’s it,” I say,
lifting the box, the sound of something shifting inside catching my attention.
“Oh, there’s something else.”
I reach in, and as I do, I can feel
Dean’s eyes locked on me. I feel something long and cool slip into my hand.
Locking my fingers around it, I let the box fall away. Instantly, I see Dean
straighten up, a half-cocked grin on his face.
Much to my horror, I look down to
see a pink rubber penis-shaped device in my hand. I freeze, but my cheeks are
on fire. All I can think about is the different ways I am going to torture
Monica before I kill her.
“I can explain,” I begin. I’ll tell
him she’s crazy—like actually certifiable.
He’s still grinning at me as he
gives me a slight nod. He closes the gap between us even more.
“You know, I can help with that,” he
offers, and I can’t help but wonder if he’s serious, or perhaps maybe I’m
wishing.
“You think I’m that easy?” I hit the
ball squarely back to him. I consider licking my lips, but worry that may be
over the top. I’m looking directly at him, and damn, he’s incredible.
“A guy can hope.” He pauses,
playfully lifting an eyebrow. “Can’t he?”
I grin. In fact, I can’t do anything
but grin. He moves closer, and I glance down, realizing I’m still holding the
device. My breath hitches, but he still moves closer. He’s facing me, never
moving those gorgeous blue eyes away from me. He slides his arm around my
waist, and as he presses himself against me, I’m sure I can feel an erection. This
surprises me, and my hand releases the dildo, which falls to the floor with a
thud.
“What’s wrong? Can’t contain your
excitement around me?” he whispers, his breath warm on my neck, just below my
ear.
My mouth is watering, my heartbeat
quickens, and my head is now spinning. I pull back, the distance giving me a
slight bit of clarity. The idea of this kind of pleasure is tempting. The bulge
in his jeans tells me he is interested.
In an attempt to casually conceal
the pink rubber shaft, I use the toe of my platform sandals to kick it under a
nearby chair. Dean cocks a brow, his face shifts, and he laughs softly.
“What?” I shrug innocently.
“Did you just kick a dick under a chair?” He’s still laughing.
“Did you just kick a dick under a chair?” He’s still laughing.
“Watch it, or I might make a habit
of it.”
“Ouch,” he hisses, then winces, grabbing himself as if he were imagining the attack.
“Ouch,” he hisses, then winces, grabbing himself as if he were imagining the attack.
My eyes dart past his shoulder,
where Storm is coming up the stairs. She has on her headphones, staring at the
face of her phone. I nod my head at Dean, indicating we’re no longer alone. I
shift, moving to walk past him. He grabs my hip, pulling me into his grasp.
“We’ll continue this later,” he
promises. He takes my hand and leads me past Storm and out of the bus without a
word. I wonder if she can tell what had been transpiring from the look on my
face.
As we move around the side of the
bus, I feel his hand shift to the small of my back. It’s like he knows all the
places to touch me to drive me absolutely insane.
The Luckiest is one of the best books I have read this year. It starts off with a melancholy feel, then starts to heat up with the introduction of Christian. I totally saw Mac and Christian hooking up. But then the Dean comes in and was torn. I love both of these characters and am happy with who Mac ends up with. The author created an amazing touching story of loss and finding love again. I do have a bit of an issue with this story though....I need to read more about Christian and his effed up love life and I need more of Storm and Pete. Other than that... I loved this book and I want to read more!
Author
Bio:
Wendy Owens is a writer, born in the small college town, Oxford Ohio. After attending Miami University, Wendy went onto a career in the visual arts. After several years of creating and selling her own artwork she gave her first love, writing, a try. It’s become a passion ever since. Wendy now happily spends her days writing the stories her characters guide her to tell, admitting even she doesn’t always know where that might lead. Her first series, The Guardians, is a YA fantasy series about angel and human hybrids.
Since then she has branched into NA
Contemporary Romance and released titles to include Stubborn Love, Only In
Dreams, and Do Anything. Her next romance, The Luckiest is scheduled to be
released in July 2014.
When she’s not writing, this dog
lover can be found spending time with her tech geek husband, their three
amazing kids, and two pups. She loves to cook and is a film fanatic.
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