Excerpt of Paradise Found by Mary Campisi

"Sara, every man is not your ex–husband."

"Thank God." A woman could only take so many lying philanderers in her life and once was definitely more than enough. Of course, Jeff would remind her that psychologists shouldn't dissect their personal lives like case studies. Easy for him to say. He had a wife who loved him and a baby on the way. What did she have besides a hurt so deep she couldn't take a full breath?

"You'd only be in California until I can get things squared away here. Then I'll be right out. A few weeks at the most." His voice softened. "Nina's having another ultrasound today. The bleeding's stopped."

Sara pushed past the queasiness in her belly. "I know how much you both want this baby."

"The doctor thinks everything will be okay, but I can't leave until we know for sure. But Matt needs help now. His brother said he's getting worse every day and lately he won't let anybody near him."

"Not even one of those little starlets of his?" If the tabloids were accurate, company, especially the female variety, was plentiful.

Jeff frowned. "You shouldn't believe everything you read."

He was right, of course. The remark was not something a psychologist should say even if she thought it. "I'm sorry, that was unkind. I don't even know the man." But she'd read a lot about him. Matthew Brandon. Writer. Millionaire. Blind man.