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Caught in the crossfire, and forced to face their possible impending deaths when a disgruntled employee opens fire at their office, co-workers Shelby and Russ make a deal while hiding under a desk: if Russ dies, she’ll take care of his six year-old daughter Annabelle, if Shelby dies, he’ll look after her terminally ill father.
Annabelle needs a mom; Shelby’s dad will die happy if she marries. Once they escape their situation, a marriage of convenience seems like the perfect answer, and they hold a quick wedding, intending a life of separate bedrooms and shared responsibilities, with friendship and companionship, but not love.
As they spend more time together, their bond becomes more than either bargained for. But when misfortune strikes, their newfound love is put to the test.
The steady beat
of percussion traveled down the steps.
In spite of
Shelby’s headache and the guilt she’d experienced since arranging for the sale
of her ring, she smiled and headed up the steps. Her head already hurt as much
as it could. Why not push it to the limit and get a close up of Russ’s drum
performance?
She crested the
top stair on the third floor. The steady beat thrummed her heart, and she felt
it all the way through her body. A release of sorts. A distraction.
Leaning against
the doorframe, she took in Russ’s closed eyes and bare chest as he hit the
drums and shook his head along with the beat.
Damn. Her head stopped pounding,
probably because her blood drained to her feet. Her heart raced. His muscular
arms rippled as they sped from drum to drum. His neck corded. Sweat glistened
on his muscular chest. Is this what he
looks like during sex?
What? Oh holy shit. She would not go
there.
He winced as if
in pain, the drum sticks froze mid-air, and he opened his eyes. “Hey. Didn’t
know you were home.” He stood, and her mouth went dry as her gaze traveled to
the V of hair that disappeared into his jeans. He yanked his gray T-shirt from
the nearby music stand and stretched it over his head and past his taut abs.
She blinked and
finally found her voice. “Isn’t your arm supposed to be in a sling?” Take your shirt off again. She shifted
from one foot to the other to release the tension inside her.
I give Forever's Promise...
Joya Fields has had over 100 stories and articles published in local and national magazines. Her debut novel, a romantic suspense, was a NJRW GOLDEN LEAF WINNER FOR BEST FIRST BOOK OF 2012 and is nominated for RT Book Reviews 2012 Indie Press/Self-Published Contemporary Romance award. Since then, she's released three new books, with even more upcoming releases scheduled, too.
Over the years, Joya has taught arts and crafts, worked in public relations, owned a daycare center, helped her children raise prize-winning 4-H livestock, competed in three marathons, and even spent a year as a Baltimore Colts cheerleader. Joya loves spending time with her high school sweetheart/husband of over twenty-five years, two very supportive children, and a pug who follows her everywhere.
I'm so thrilled that you enjoyed Shelby and Russ's book!!! Thanks very much for posting such a wonderful review.
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