Title: Shattered (Stolen Breaths #2)
Author: Pamela Sparkman and Deanna Gohn
Genre: Contemporary RomanceScheduled Release Date: 10/14/14
Close your eyes for a moment and picture this.
A gorgeous redhead walks into a bar.
No, wait, a wedding reception.
A gorgeous redhead walks into a wedding reception. Poised, polished and flawless - on the outside.
He's tall, dark, and handsome, exactly like a fairytale prince and he won't take no for an answer as he leads her to the dance floor.
But this will be no ordinary dance and theirs is no ordinary story. What begins as rhythmic steps on a dance floor fluidly and beautifully becomes the rhythm of two hearts meant to beat as one.
Until the music stops.
In a moment everything she's put behind her comes crashing down, threatening to destroy what his love has helped repair and rebuild.
Life throws punches and it hits hard when you least expect it.
What they learn is that sometimes, in order to be truly whole, you have to first be shattered to your very core.
“I’ll never get used to this,” Maggie whispered, chopped and breathy, tearing her eyes away from mine.
“Used to what?”
“You.” She stood, took a step back, and extended her arms between us, creating distance I didn’t want. “I’ll never get used to someone treating me the way you do.” She shook her head like she was trying to dislodge a memory or something.
I closed my eyes and tried to pull myself together. “Maggie,” I said, “it kills me to think that anyone would ever get a piece of you without appreciating what they were getting first.” I opened my eyes and pinned her with my stare, daring her to look away from me. “Don’t do it again. Don’t give away pieces of yourself to anyone who hasn’t earned them.”
Setting the guitar down, I stood and took a step forward to close the gap she’d created. “You need to get used to it. I don’t want to be just someone to you. I want to be the only one. And I promise you, Maggie Malone, if you let me, I’ll earn all of the pieces of you before I take a single one.”
“You’re too late.”
My heart felt like it had been dropped kicked across the fucking room. “Don’t say that. Don’t say I’m too late.” I inched closer and cupped her face in my palms.
“I meant that you’ve already earned pieces of me.”
She looked up at me with teary eyes. “All of them.”
About the author
I grew up in Alabama and have always been an avid reader. I had a stack of those Little Golden Books and I can remember reading Three Little Kittens over and over and over again. It was my favorite.
Fast forward and the older I got the more in love with books I became. So, I'm admitting that I am a huge nerd. The only reading I don't like are those math word problems. And I'm okay with that because no one has ever asked me in real life... "If I give you two bananas and take away six apples, how long will it take the southbound train to collide with the northbound train if Johnny left his house at midnight?" It just doesn't happen.
So, yeah, books are my thing.
Oh and music. All kinds. Love.It.