This is an excerpt for a follow up novel to the romantic-suspense bestseller, She Belongs to Me. Though there aren’t really any spoilers, you can bypass this sample and read more about the first book here.
If you missed the first excerpts and want to read the full first chapter, click here.
Monday morning arrived, and Jaynee got out of bed feeling lighthearted after the previous evening. Her husband, however, rolled over and pulled the cover over his head. “That’s what happens when you stay up all night pleasing your wife as if you were in your twenties,” she teased.
“Humph, I’d like to see a twenty-year-old…” he grunted from underneath his makeshift tent, the remainder of the sentence muffled, but she got the gist.
Jaynee trotted downstairs to brew coffee, woke the children, helped with breakfast preparations, and then constructed lunches for five people. From there, who knew, but she felt optimistic. She had several ideas for a new book bouncing around in her head, and that kept the bleakness at bay.
Her husband meandered downstairs; the promise of coffee worked like a charm. Wrapping his arms around her, he dipped his head to her ear. “Would you like me to call in sick, Jaynee? I get along pretty good with the boss,” he said through a chuckle, his warm minty breath encircling her, sending chills down her arms.
Jordan owned a construction company, which had grown over the years. He didn’t have to go into work; he had two partners. But he’d said he couldn’t let them do all the work. “Besides, if I don’t work,” he’d mentioned once, “You’ll get sick of me.” Well, that wasn’t true. Even though she enjoyed her alone time, she missed him when he was gone. But, it was the only way she would get any writing accomplished. She couldn’t concentrate when the family was home. She hadn’t written all summer, she realized; that must be her issue.
She turned in his arms. “If you want to, but I feel pretty good. Can I take a rain check? I have several ideas I want to attempt.”
“If you insist, but call me if you change your mind.” He grabbed his coffee, two blueberry muffins, and his packed lunch, affording her another kiss before leaving.
Her youngest sons gagged and choked on their food, her oldest tossed Jordan a lifted chin as a grown man would do, and Johanna blew her father a kiss, waiting for the door to close before she pounced. “Well…what did Dad say? Can I go?”
“Yes, Johanna, we’ve decided to allow you to go as long as it doesn’t interfere with your grades or family life.”
“Yay,” she squealed. “Thanks, Mom. You’re the best!”
The best, the words echoed in Jaynee’s head for a couple of seconds. “Come on, troupe. Let’s go.”
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