Discovery by Hayley Faiman
Series: Esquire Black Duet #1
Publication date: July 18th, 2019
Synopsis (according to Goodreads):
Summer 2019
Lucas Black, Esquire.
The name alone was an enigma.
Dressed in a suit that cost more than my rent.
Green eyes that danced and a cocky smile firmly planted on kissable lips.
The rumors about him were true.
I wasn't ready for all that was Lucas Black. I knew it. I didn't care.
I was willing to take whatever he gave me.
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My mind wanders.
For whatever fucked up reason, I think about what kind of mother and wife she's going to make some other man. He'll be some fuck who lives in suburbia, and she'll probably end up driving a goddamn minivan.
Then I think about two boys and a girl who have her smile, her eyes, and her laugh. Minivan and carpool lane aside, that guy, he's going to be one lucky fuck. I almost wish that it could be me. I wish that I could be that man for her.
"Baby?" Brooklyn calls out.
She's suddenly right in front of me. I don't know how she already finished her shower, or when she wrapped herself in a towel but here she is. Tipping my chin down, I take her in. Her face is pink from the warm water and clean of makeup. Her dark hair is wet and hanging down her back, her bangs are slicked away from her forehead, she's so fucking pretty.
Yeah, that minivan driving fucker is going to be lucky as shit to have this woman at his side for the rest of his life.
If I were a better man, I would try everything in my power to be that man for her. If I weren't some asshole, if I knew I wouldn't completely destroy her. If I thought that I could be monogamous, good and clean for her.
Distracting myself from my own thoughts, I wrap my hand around her waist and pull her closer before my lips touch hers.
For whatever fucked up reason, I think about what kind of mother and wife she's going to make some other man. He'll be some fuck who lives in suburbia, and she'll probably end up driving a goddamn minivan.
Then I think about two boys and a girl who have her smile, her eyes, and her laugh. Minivan and carpool lane aside, that guy, he's going to be one lucky fuck. I almost wish that it could be me. I wish that I could be that man for her.
"Baby?" Brooklyn calls out.
She's suddenly right in front of me. I don't know how she already finished her shower, or when she wrapped herself in a towel but here she is. Tipping my chin down, I take her in. Her face is pink from the warm water and clean of makeup. Her dark hair is wet and hanging down her back, her bangs are slicked away from her forehead, she's so fucking pretty.
Yeah, that minivan driving fucker is going to be lucky as shit to have this woman at his side for the rest of his life.
If I were a better man, I would try everything in my power to be that man for her. If I weren't some asshole, if I knew I wouldn't completely destroy her. If I thought that I could be monogamous, good and clean for her.
Distracting myself from my own thoughts, I wrap my hand around her waist and pull her closer before my lips touch hers.
About the Author:
I was born and raised in a small farming town in California. I met my husband when I was 16 and he was 19. We married four years later and have two little boys! We lived in Oregon for a few years while he served in the US Coast Guard.
Texas is now where we call home, where our boots rest, and where we're raising our two little boys and a chocolate lab named Optimus Prime.
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