Book Title: Fate's
Mistake
Author:
Brandace Morrow
Genre: New
Adult/Contemporary Romance
Release Date:
August 19, 2014
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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, Luke Bryan, The Pretty Reckless,
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.”
Fate’s Mistake
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