A Heart of Devotion
Chapter One
Anisha Blake had a love-hate relationship with Fridays. They symbolized the end of a hectic week at work but ushered in yet another dateless weekend. Seventy-eight weekends to be exact -- not that she was counting.
Anisha tossed her briefcase on the bed and her keys on the nightstand. The blinking red light on the phone cradle caught her attention, and she picked up the cordless phone to enter the code and retrieve her voice messages.
"Hello. Sorry we missed you. We have an exciting offer..."
Anisha hit the delete button, stopping the automated voice before it could finish its spiel. Stupid telemarketers. She peeled off her suit jacket, plopped down on the edge of the bed, and kicked off her two-inch heels so she could massage the balls of her feet. She slowly worked her way up her body, kneading the sides of her thighs and twisting her waist, before rolling the knotted tension from her shoulders. She closed her eyes and wished for the luxury of a massage to release the stress from her body and mind.
Out of habit, Anisha picked up the phone to call her best friend, Sherri Dawson. ... read full excerpt from: A Heart of Devotion ebook
