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.