Chapter One
Sandy lay in bed, lights on, a rumble of snores beside her. How
did I get here? all she wanted to know. She was trying to make
peace, forgive herself for opening her door at five o'clock in the
morning.
Sandy was trying to make concessions, her good sleep interrupted,
Brian dozing the moment his head hit her pillow, lost to
a slumber she could not find.
Life had dwindled down to fast moments, little leisure, and no
real love. She never expected to be here. Never expected to find
herself in a counterfeit relationship. Never thought I'd fall in love
with him. But she had.
Brian didn't seem special enough, handsome enough, or classy
enough to own her heart. But a heart doesn't think, just reacts,
something Brian had known.
From the moment they met there had been little interest on
Sandy's part. But Brian had ignored her initial dislike and poured
on the charm. He bought her things, took her places, was there
for her as if he knew what she had been missing.
Where's the harm, she'd asked herself so long ago when he asked
her out on that first date. He ... read full excerpt from Butterscotch Blues ebook
