One Last Chance.
Brielle is a good girl. She has played by the rules for most of her life, doing only what she is told. Listened to her overbearing mother. Obeyed her stepfather. Let her boyfriend point out her flaws and strived to be the perfect girl. But always fell short.
Her nana was her sanctuary, but she also insisted Brielle live by her calculations for love, believing they would keep her heart safe. And Brielle did.
Now her heart is beating as if for the first time, and yearning for more than 'good enough'. In the space of one moment, her nana's calculations disappear, and the one man she shouldn't have, becomes a dangerous desire . . .one that leads her into temptation.
A temptation that could ultimately prove too much for a single heart to contain.
HELL YEAH, MY friend!” Penny’s voice danced over her words, and I had to hold my cell phone away from my ear. “Happy damn birthday, Brielle. Are you going to let me take you out to celebrate this year?”
I cleared my throat and lowered my voice. “No, Victor is taking me out.” He and Penny didn’t exactly see eye to eye. Okay, Victor really didn’t like her, but I would never tell her that.
“When are you going to dump that asshat anyway? He sucks. And not in the way a man should, unless things have changed in that department?”
I smiled and shook my head, though she couldn’t see me. “Sex isn’t everything, and I’m not going to dump him. He’s a good guy, you know that; he’s way better than those losers we dated in college.”
“Whatever. He hates me almost as much as your parents do.” She grumbled and then in the background I heard a pan hit the floor with a clang.
“He doesn’t hate you.” I ignored the noises of what I knew would be her morbidly bad attempt at cooking. “And they aren’t my parents. Frank is the man my mother married.” I didn’t even try to keep the bitterness out of my voice, not with Penny.
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