“I just wanna put it out there…if you two kinky suckers wanna three-way, consider little ole me.”
Lindsey choked on her food. “The fuck—Trista!!!” she half coughed, half laughed as she tapped her chest.
“What?” Trista’s green eyes danced with wry amusement. “They’re like the most gorgeous couple I know—well, you and McHottie come second—but you know what I mean. If you weren’t married and all, you’d be chiming in too.”
Since Emma and I began dating, they’ve flirted with me but I never knew the extent of it until today. Emma found it rather amusing. She was a jealous woman but when it came to her friends, she didn’t mind at all.
“Bass used to love them…” Emma echoed her sentiments before she threw me a sly look, holding back a smile.
“Used to being the operative word, my love.” I directed her a look. One that promised she wasn’t coming off easy once we’re behind closed doors.
Bass Cole - Releasing July 2017
*****OFFICIAL SYNOPSIS COMING SOON*****
THREE YEARS LATER…
I finally have her. After obsessing about Olivia since third grade, she was mine—unreservedly, irrevocably mine.
We were on our last year in college, mad happy and crazy in love. And just when I thought I was the luckiest man alive, life just had to throw me a curveball.
The past three years were the best ones I’ve had to date. But Hell was ready for a pay back.
I sure could use some.
COMING OUT: SEPTEMBER 28 2017
For those of you wondering what happened to Carter Mason’s book...
Damaged had to be scrapped. The tone of the whole story was too somber and depressing…I simply wasn’t happy on how the book came about. So I’d decided to take his story and evolve it to something less doom and gloom. His book will be named “Carter Mason” and will include some of Damage merely as flashbacks. I’ll build a new story around that. Thank you for being patient.
Here’s bit and pieces from Damage:
The eve of Lindsey’s wedding…
A soft knock rapped on the door, interrupting my web surfing while I enjoyed a cold beer.
As the brother of the bride, I’ll be walking her down the aisle. Normally I wouldn’t mind the attention but bearing the fact that the woman who turned my marriage proposal down and made me half of the man I was, was in attendance, well it’s another turmoil to overcome with.
If this was Lindsey wanting to reassure me like mother who coddles her child I wouldn’t know what to do with her. Maybe it’s Amber, my mind interjected. She sure didn’t seem like herself when I saw her earlier on. But upon opening the door, I was surprised to find her standing before me, seeming unsure and pregnant more than ever.
My eyes widened. My heart stopped beating. My blood burned from hot to cold then back at it again in a vicious manner than I felt out of element.
Reeling at the sight of Emma, instead of greeting her like a normal person would, I simply stared at her, hard. Tongue-tied.
“I thought I might drop in to say hi,” she nervously said with a strained smile on her face. “Tomorrow’s the big day…and with our friends there, I thought it’d be a good idea to hash out any awkward encounter for tomorrow’s bid day.”
I blankly stared at her, hearing her words and yet none of it seemed to register in my head.
Blue eyes sparked fire before she bit her lip and looked away. “May I come in?” she shyly asked before lifting those mesmerizing blues on my heartbroken ones.