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Swoon Romance
July 2013
On Sale: July 2, 2013
Featuring: Cash Valentine; Lilla King
240 pages
ISBN: 0016627598
EAN: 2940016627595
Kindle: B00DPK334C
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Romance Contemporary, Romance Erotica Sensual
I want to strangle my husband and slam the door as I
leave. I want to leave a box of pasta on the counter with a
note that says, "cook your own dinner and suck your own
dick." But things weren't always this way. Every day, his
happiness was my number one goal. I would go to bed after
him and wake up before him, just to make sure that
everything was done. While his co–workers ate off of a
shitty lunch wagon of five bucks for a bag of, "no one at
home cares about me," he was enjoying his organic salad with
roasted chicken and a side of vegetables. Did he smile as he
ate it and feel as though someone had a heart filled with
love when they made it?
Because ... I did. I used to love him. I used to. But, now?
Now ...
I want to have an affair. Rolling across bed sheets.
Pinned against the wall. Called dirty names and treated
beautifully. Being treated at all. Mean something to someone
in the simplest of ways. No strings. The happiest part of a
shit day. The escape. I want to get dressed up and go
somewhere. I want to be wined and dined.
I want a reason to line and gloss my lips. In the
morning, I want the pink stains of those lips to be smeared
across someone's sheets. Their pillow. Their face.
I want a phone call in the middle of the day that makes
me smile like a schoolgirl and for everyone around me to
wonder why. I want to be spoiled rotten with movies and
kisses and repeated, "I love you's". Repeated as though I'd
never hear it again. Until I got sick of it, though, I
never, ever, ever would. I want to jump in the car and have
no idea where we are going, but we just fucking go. We just
hop in the car and we just go. No direction. No thinking.
Wherever we end up that isn't our day–to–day
lives, that's where we end up. Let's go.
I want to lie in the grass, holding hands and talking
silly. I want to giggle and feel five years old until the
sun comes up. I want a secret.