Married By Morning
CARTER MATTHEWS screamed into the parking lot, road gravel spitting a wake behind him as he slid his red Lexus into a front space. The ads had said the car could go zero to sixty in the blink of an eye. They had lied.
Carter's new toy could go zero to a hundred, making the Lexus worth every penny.
He slid out of the car, feeling a twinge of guilt that he'd blown off most of the workday to take the car out for a spin. Pearl, his assistant, had given him her famous evil eye as he'd darted out the door this morning, barely five minutes after striding through it. What Pearl didn't understand was that TweedleDee Toys was undoubtedly better off when Carter wasn't running the ship.
"Mr. Matthews! I'm glad I found you!"
He spun around. Mike, TweedleDee's design intern, scrambled across the parking lot, trying to hold a bulky paper bag against his chest ... read full excerpt from Married by Morning ebook