My One Regret by Claudia Y. Burgoa
Publication date: May 3rd, 2018
Synopsis (according to Goodreads):
When he left her, he made the biggest mistake of his life. But now she might be gone for good.
Kaden Hades couldn't handle touring with his rock band and a relationship--until he discovered Sadie, the love of his life. But when tragedy struck with his teenage daughter, Kaden broken off the engagement, swearing to put his kids first.
Then he gets the phone call. Sadie's been in a car accident.
By the time he reaches her side, she is critical.
With Sadie in a coma, memories flood Kaden's mind. Her kisses. And all the wonderful experiences they shared. The day it all went wrong... and Kaden made the biggest mistake of his life. Now, as her last line of defense against those who've given up hope, he'll move heaven and earth to protect her.
Because she's always had his heart--but if he loses her, his world will come apart.
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Excerpt
Jax lit up his cigarette and handed me back my zippo. "It's cold, wet, and late."
"She has to come out." I clamped the cigarette between my teeth, taking a drag of it and filling my lungs with smoke.
Smoking was bad, but I chose the vice over all other addictions. It helped me calm my nerves before a concert when I was stressed--or just waiting.
"Who's coming out?"
"Never mind, you can leave," I suggested not wanting to give him an explanation. We drove in separate cars, and he lived in Renton, about thirty minutes west of the city. "It won't be long, and I'm going home afterward."
The cafe was about to close in less than twenty minutes. She had to come out soon.
"Hmm," He took a drag of his cigarette, let the smoke out in a sequence of circles and gazed at me. "The pretty brunette?"
"Can you blame me?"
"No, but you go more for the blonde type. Easy, fast, and goodbye."
"There's something about Sadie."
"She has a name," he laughed. "She's way out of your league. If I were you, I wouldn't waste my time with her."
"I have to try."
"She got to you, didn't she? I never thought I'd see the day that you'd chase someone."
I shrugged, unable to respond to his comment. There's something about Sadie that pulled me to her. I wanted to taste her, to find out what it was about her that I wanted so badly. No one had ever gotten under my skin--and it only took her a few beats.
"Good luck, Hades." He extinguished his half-smoked cigarette before tossing it away in the trash can.
Ten minutes after Jax left, she came out of the cafe. Turning to her left, she walked at a fast pace.
"Stop following me. It's creepy," she stopped at the red light, waiting for the green to continue walking.
"It's after midnight."
I hated that she wasn't taking a cab or walking with someone else. Downtown Seattle wasn't a safe place after midnight. Following her wasn't just about finding out more about her, but also making sure she arrived home safely.
"Interesting. Eleven thirty is after midnight?" she sassed me.
"It's not safe for you to walk by yourself."
"Seems like I'm not alone." She continued walking fast, not stopping for anything.
Once we arrived at a tall steel building, she halted looking for something inside her purse. When she opened the main door, she turned toward me and smiled. "Thank you for the company. Next time you might want to try walking beside me."
"Try not to walk by yourself so late at night."
"Good night, Mr. Hades."
"She has to come out." I clamped the cigarette between my teeth, taking a drag of it and filling my lungs with smoke.
Smoking was bad, but I chose the vice over all other addictions. It helped me calm my nerves before a concert when I was stressed--or just waiting.
"Who's coming out?"
"Never mind, you can leave," I suggested not wanting to give him an explanation. We drove in separate cars, and he lived in Renton, about thirty minutes west of the city. "It won't be long, and I'm going home afterward."
The cafe was about to close in less than twenty minutes. She had to come out soon.
"Hmm," He took a drag of his cigarette, let the smoke out in a sequence of circles and gazed at me. "The pretty brunette?"
"Can you blame me?"
"No, but you go more for the blonde type. Easy, fast, and goodbye."
"There's something about Sadie."
"She has a name," he laughed. "She's way out of your league. If I were you, I wouldn't waste my time with her."
"I have to try."
"She got to you, didn't she? I never thought I'd see the day that you'd chase someone."
I shrugged, unable to respond to his comment. There's something about Sadie that pulled me to her. I wanted to taste her, to find out what it was about her that I wanted so badly. No one had ever gotten under my skin--and it only took her a few beats.
"Good luck, Hades." He extinguished his half-smoked cigarette before tossing it away in the trash can.
Ten minutes after Jax left, she came out of the cafe. Turning to her left, she walked at a fast pace.
"Stop following me. It's creepy," she stopped at the red light, waiting for the green to continue walking.
"It's after midnight."
I hated that she wasn't taking a cab or walking with someone else. Downtown Seattle wasn't a safe place after midnight. Following her wasn't just about finding out more about her, but also making sure she arrived home safely.
"Interesting. Eleven thirty is after midnight?" she sassed me.
"It's not safe for you to walk by yourself."
"Seems like I'm not alone." She continued walking fast, not stopping for anything.
Once we arrived at a tall steel building, she halted looking for something inside her purse. When she opened the main door, she turned toward me and smiled. "Thank you for the company. Next time you might want to try walking beside me."
"Try not to walk by yourself so late at night."
"Good night, Mr. Hades."
About the Author:
Claudia is an award-winning, international bestselling author. She lives in Colorado working for a small IT company, managing her household filled with three confused dogs, two daughters wrought with fandoms and a son who thinks he's the boss of the house. And a wonderful husband who shares her love for all things geek. To survive she works continually to find purpose for the voices flitting through her head, plus she consumes high quantities of chocolate to keep the last thread of sanity intact.
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