Copy of Breaking Love Sample
October 12, 2014 | By MJ Summers |
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ONE Colorado Springs, Colorado—2008 “Morning, beautiful.” Ben grinned at his wife, Alicia, as her eyes opened. She smiled back and stretched her entire body lazily. “Is it Saturday?” “Yup,” he replied in a low tone, letting his finger glide up into her tank top and over her ribs. “ The Saturday?” “Yup,” he answered, his smile so big it touched both ears. “In exactly seven hours, we’ll be stepping onto the white sands of Nassau. I checked the weather report and there isn’t so much as a drop of rain in the forecast, let alone a hurricane this time.” He kissed her on the neck before he continued. “Just you and me for ten days and nights of sand, sex and snorkelling.” Kissing her warm skin again, he added, “Did I mention the sex?” “You may have,” Alicia said. “But I have one question. What are we going to do with all those hours before we go to the airport?” she asked coyly, knowing full well what the answer would be. “There’s only one thing I want to do with you today, but I can think of at least twenty different ways to do it,” he murmured, moving his hand down to the waistband of her panties. “I’m in, but are there really twenty different ways to fold laundry? You’re going to have to show me,” she teased as she hopped out of bed and made her way the bathroom to brush her teeth. Ben groaned and laughed, enjoying the view as she rushed across the room in only her tank top and panties. A minute later, Alicia emerged wearing just her panties and a naughty expression, her arms folded across her breasts. Ben gave a low whistle, reaching under the covers to quickly pull off his underwear. “I love Saturdays.” Alicia hopped onto the bed, straddling him over the covers, pressing her hands to the pillow on either side of Ben’s head. Ben’s eyes were glued to her naked chest, his hands quickly following them. “Oh, and here I thought you were about to say you loved me,” Alicia said, lowering her face to his neck. Ben closed his eyes for a moment, taking in the incredible sensation of what she was doing to his ear. “Oh, don’t worry, honey. I’ll always love you almost as much as I love Saturdays.” Alicia laughed at his joke before grinding her hips into his lap. “You sure about the order of things there, Ben? Can Saturday do this to you?” Lifting his muscular torso, Ben met Alicia’s lips with his, slowly running his tongue over her bottom lip before crushing his mouth to hers. Their tongues found each
Part One - They Meet Chapter 1 June Rain streamed down the windows of her car as Claire Hatley sat parked in front of the house that would never again be her home. She had just finished cramming the last of her things in her car and leaving the key on the kitchen table before walking out forever. Beside the key was a note that read, " Antonio, I hope she's worth it. Fuck Yourself. Claire." He hadn't been home since their big fight two days earlier. It was clear to both of them that she was leaving, and he had stayed away, probably at Stacey's apartment. Claire leaned her head on the steering wheel willing herself not to tear up again, exhausted from packing and crying since she found out Antonio had moved on without bothering to tell her. She started up the engine and took a deep breath as she pulled out onto the road. Without so much as a glance back, she headed onward to a new chapter in her life. Claire was ready to get out of Seattle, a city she once had loved. She needed to be away from the rain, the memories, and the people she thought were her friends; friends who had betrayed her by not bothering to mention Antonio's affairs. She didn't know what hurt worse—his cheating or her so-called friends hiding it from her. As she pulled onto the freeway, her cell phone rang. Hitting the hands-free button, she saw it was her sister, Janet, calling from her home in London. "Hey, sis, just calling to check on you. You okay?" Claire stifled a sob. "Been better." "Where are you, hon?" "I'm on my way to Colorado," Claire replied with a sigh she could not contain. There was a noticeable pause and then Janet used her softest voice, the one she only used when Claire was doing something she might regret later. "Sweetie, why don't you just come here. You can stay with Ted and me for as long as you need. You should be with people who love you right now." "I can't. I appreciate the offer more than you know. But I just can't. I need to be on my own for a while. If I can't handle this, I promise, I'll come running to you. Besides, I don't want to go from one rainy city to another. I need some sun." Claire suddenly realized she was shivering and turned on the heat. "Well, maybe if you need some sun, you and I could meet, say in Spain or Florida even, and have a holiday together? I promise it would be fun! We can make little voodoo dolls of Tony the fuckwit, drink too much, eat too much..." her voice trailed off waiting for a response.