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Title: One Week
Author: Roya Carmen
Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance (standalone)
Publication Date: June 21, 2018 Cover Design: Calico Images
A troubled marriage. A one week hall pass.
Gabriella Moore has it all; a beautiful husband, two adorable children, and a dream home. Yet, when, by chance, she befriends Eli online, she falls fast. And hard. She knows she must let him go, and saying goodbye is one of the hardest things sheâs ever done, but she resolves to move on and forget about her beautiful stranger.
But then⦠she makes an unexpected discovery, and it shakes her perfect world to its core. Rules donât apply anymore. An arrangement is made, and her husband gives her just one week with Eli. The rules are clear: One week. Sex only. No contact thereafter. Seems simple enough, but itâs never simple when it comes to love.
âRoya Carmen's storytelling captures you and makes you want to be part of that world. This book hooked me from the beginning; I couldn't put it down and got to the end thinking "but I want more!" - A Book Lover's Emporium âAs soon as I saw the blurb I knew I needed to read thisbook. It's not an easy read, it might shake you a little, but it's worth it.â - The Bookery Review "You are the Queen of theforbidden. I loved this story. It captivated me from the beginning..." - Geneva (reader)
Prologue
Dear Eli,
First, I just want to tell you how much you mean to me. And thatâs the problem⦠you mean more to me than you should. I keep telling myself that weâre just friends, but I think we both know weâre more than that. Iâm not exactly sure what I am to you, but you are everything to me. I think about you all the time, every hour of every day. Itâs a little ridiculous, to be honest. I am a happily married mother of two, and I should start acting like it.
Iâve really enjoyed our conversations about art and life, but itâs time for me to end this. For a bachelor like you, this is just a fun distraction Iâm sure. But for me, itâs so much more, and it really shouldnât be. What Iâm doing with you is not right. I love my husband and my children, so itâs because of them that I need to say goodbye.
Iâll always remember you. : ) And Iâll smile every time I do.
Your friend,
Gabriella
Itâs just one or two paragraphs, but Iâve second-guessed every word, have pored over every single sentence, debating whether the right sentiments were expressed. Iâve spent over an hour going over it. Over and over. Iâve read the message more times than I can count. The last thing I want to do is hurt him. He just doesnât fit into the picture. My picture; John and me, and the kids, and the white picket fence, the perfect life. He should have never been in it. Some days, I wish Iâd never met him. Others, Iâm so glad I did. For the brief time that I knew him, he truly was one of the best things in my life.
My heart is hammering, threatening to burst as I swallow hard, and finally press on the âSendâ arrow. As soon as I do, I feel sick. A heavy weight presses down at the center of my chest, threatening to crush me. Iâve never felt so horrible, so lost.
But it had to be done. I tell myself Iâve done the right thing. For my family. For me. For him.
Our relationship flashes before my eyes â the laughs, the jokes, every single conversation, every wink, every little skip of my heart, his beautiful eyes, and his sweet smile. Damn⦠his smile.
It all started innocently enough, as these things often doâ¦
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