Man
of My Dreams
By Faith Andrews
Expected Release: September 19, 2013
Genre: Contemporary
Romance
Cover Designer - Regina Wamba of Mae I Design
Hosted by: Love Between the Sheets
BOOK SYNOPSIS
Mia
Murphy may be married to the man of her dreams. But the man in her dreams is the one that got
away—her high school crush.
Mia’s
stuck in a rut, just like every other stay-at-home mom, and the only thing
saving her from her monotonous routine is her perfect husband, Declan. He’s
gorgeous, he adores her, and the man stole her heart with his sexy singing
voice. Mia feels like the luckiest girl in the world, until she discovers that
Mr. Perfect is not Mr. Faithful. Mia is devastated. Everything she once
believed about Declan and their marriage is now covered in a big cloud of doubt
and regret. On impulse, she kicks the cheating bastard out, pushing them into a
separation that could mean the end of the picture-perfect couple.
But when
Mia receives an invitation to her high school reunion, she finds herself
abandoning the present for the oh-so-alluring pull of the past. Although her
heart still belongs to her husband, inescapable thoughts of her crush, Noah,
resurface. And ten years later, Noah isn’t afraid to make his move. When the
build-up of fantasies and ‘what ifs' comes to a head, sparks fly and it’s Mia’s
turn to question if her marriage is everything she wants out of life. Searching
for answers, Mia dives head first into dating Noah, falling further away from
her husband and closer to her old flame.
But
Declan’s not giving up so easily. Mia is his one and only and he’s not about to
let another man win her heart.
AUTHOR BIO
Faith
Andrews lives in New York where she is happily married to her high school
sweetheart. They have two beautiful daughters and a furry Yorkie son, Rocco. If
she isn’t listening to Mumford and Sons or busy being a Dance Mom, her nose is
in a book or her laptop. She’s a sucker for a happily ever after and believes
her characters are out there living one somewhere . . .
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TEASER
It’s not ‘til I get home, walk into my empty
house, that the reality starts to sink in. My husband had an affair. An affair. Saying it over and over in my
head doesn’t weaken its meaning. What a dumb word to describe—this. What he did. Affair seems too formal, too politically correct, to encompass what
it really means. It’s bullshit! That’s what it is. Pure, heart wrenching,
holy-shit-this-is-not-happening-to-me bullshit!
How will I tell my parents? My friends? The girls. This will devastate them. Am
I going to be divorced at twenty-eight years old? How did I miss the warning
signs? What did I do to deserve this?
I collapse on the couch, already tired from
the unremitting tears and the questions popping up like microwave popcorn in my
head. I cry so hard my body shakes, trembling and convulsing. I run to the
bathroom because the sobs have lodged themselves in my throat, causing me to
gag and heave. I fall down to my knees in front of the toilet and spew my guts
up. I’ve had stomach flus, drunken wild nights, and morning sickness, but vomit
has never left my body this violently before.
I rest my head on the toilet, giving in to
the self-inflicted mental and physical beating I’ve just taken and I hear the
sound of the front door slam shut, followed by frantic footsteps.
“Mia, baby? Mia? Where are you?”
If I had the energy to get up and lock the
door I would. I would lock myself in here until the hurt and disbelief vanish,
but there’s no telling if and when that will ever happen.
A few seconds later, Declan is at my side,
rubbing my back. “Are you okay?”
Yes, Declan, I’m perfect. Just fucking peachy. “Get the hell out. Leave me alone.” If only it were that simple. I actually
don’t want him to leave me alone. I never wanted him to leave me alone, and
ironically, now that he’s done the unthinkable, that’s what I’m going to be –
all alone.
Declan’s crying now. I don’t think I’ve ever
seen him cry. It’s unsettling, even if I want to see him hurt as badly as I’m
hurting. “Mia, I’m sorry. I don’t know what else to say, but I want to talk to
you about it. I need to make you understand.”
“Understand what, Dec? You lied to me. You
cheated on me. You…ruined our marriage and our family…for one night with
some…whore. I can’t believe these words are coming out of my mouth. Why Declan? I need…to understand…why?”
The sobs distort my speech. I can’t even get the words out without insufferable
sniffling.
“There is no explanation, Mia. But you’re not
letting me talk. It’s not what you
think. I didn’t…”
“You know what, spare me all the details and
just get the hell out.”
“Mia…”
“GET OUT!” I scream so loud my throat feels
raw. “Get out, get out, get out!” I can’t say it enough. I need him to leave. I
can’t hear one more word out of his mouth. The mouth that was mine, that has
now been all over someone else’s body. The thought disgusts me so much I start
to wretch again, spilling out more, emptying my body to match the same empty
feeling in my heart.
By the time I’m finally done, Declan is
nowhere to be found.
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