My husband committed suicide two years ago. Leaving me with two small kids I thought my life couldn’t get worse. Then, I meet Tank, I fought the attraction that I felt for him. Giving into it might be the best thing that has ever happened to me. As it turned out I was wrong, our worlds do not play well together.
The first night I saw Pearl, I knew I wanted her. What I was not ready for, washer fighting against this attraction we have. I want her, I don’t care that she has kids, or that she doesn’t know shit about the type of life I have. She thinks that the fact that she’s ten years older than me is an issue… its not.But the biggest thing she’s mistaken on is the fact that she thinks this thing between us is just a casual thing. She will be mine and there is almost nothing that could happen to come between us.
Or is there?
My day job working with people on the Autism spectrum keeps me on the go most of the time. That is when my two small daughters and husband are not pulling me in different directions.
I am the kind of gal who is quirky, unique, smutty, crazy, hard to hate, harder to love. I have taken my love for telling stories to the next level by putting my hat in the romance writing game.