Sunday Sample – And This I Swear

Hey reading family! I’m back today with a snippet of my upcoming novella. And This I Swear, which features the matriarch and patriarch of the beloved Valentine family; Bridgette and Leslie.

Good news! This will be hitting your eReaders THIS Wednesday, 2/12!

Keep reading for a sneak peek and the pre-order link.

A new day

When Bridgette awoke the next day, she found herself surrounded in a potent fragrance that made her sit straight up in bed.

“Oh, my God.” 

Her hands covered her mouth as her eyes roamed from one bouquet of cherry-red roses to the next, covering her floor, the end tables, the furniture, while rose petals trailed up her sheets to her knees. 

Bridgette’s heart swelled. She knew Leslie was gone, already getting a start on his day like most mornings. However, this display of love had utterly taken her breath away, and that made her hands drop to her chest, where she covered her heart. 

She vowed, right then, to always do right by him, to never push him away again. Besides, if the morning went well, she wouldn’t have to. 

Glancing at the clock on the nightstand put Bridgette’s thoughts into motion. It was a good thing she bathed last night, or she would be running late. 

She retrieved her cell phone, dialed a number, then put the receiver to her ear as she slipped out of bed. 

While she listened to the phone ring, her eyes glanced down at her feet, where she had landed on cool petals that were light and fluffy against her toes.

A smile encouraged the rise of her eyes, and then she heard her husband answer the phone.

“Good morning, milady,” Leslie’s thick voice grooved before she had a chance to greet him.

“A very good morning indeed, handsome.”

“Ooh, I think I like that,” his dark voice murmured jokingly. 

“I hope so, and I’m sorry I haven’t said it more often.”

“No need to be. I hope your day is beginning well.”

“It is. Thank you for the lovely flowers. They absolutely take my breath away.”

She could feel the smile in the way of his response. “Success,” he teased, making Bridgette giggle like a young woman.

“I only wish you were here to send me off with a kiss. That would be the icing on the cake.”

“If I were there, I’d send you off with more than a kiss.”

She squirmed on her feet. “I love you.”

“I love you more, sweetheart.”

“Is such a thing even possible?” she asked.

“Absolutely.”

“You’re so convinced.”

“You know what they say about when you know…”

“You know…” she finished biting down on one lip. “I won’t hold you much longer.”

“One could only wish,” he responded.

She was hot for him. Always had been, but within the last twelve hours, Bridgette found herself swelling almost painfully for her husband.

“I left a trail for you to get out of the room. Juan will clean up the roses, so don’t worry about them.”

Juan was their housekeeper and a long-time friend of the family. It had been a running joke among Leslie’s friends that he must trust Bridgette wholeheartedly with a sexy Latino like Juan as a maid. They’d boasted that they would never leave their wives with a man that had the looks to steal their woman away. But Leslie paid them no mind. 

“I’ll make sure to leave a note for Juan not to throw them away but to distribute them throughout the house. I want to see them in every room I enter.”

“That is very sweet of you.”

“No, I’m going to show you what’s sweet…or more like, nasty.” Her mouth spread wide in a smile. 

“Oh, is that a fact?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Now, it’s on.”

Bridgette laughed naughtily. “Later, my love.”

She disconnected the call and all but skipped through the makeshift garden of roses to enter her closet. 

Humming a tune, she twirled and dressed, then headed to the kitchen where she grabbed a bottle of water and sailed to the front door.

The bell rang out just as her hand grabbed the knob, then with surprise in her gaze, she opened it, taken back by the visitor.

“Good morning,” the woman said.

Bridgette swept an eye over the younger woman. It was the same woman she’d spotted having dinner with Leslie the night before.

Narrowing her eyes, Bridgette held on to the smart retort that lay on her tongue. Seeing the woman face-to-face didn’t help the air of insecurity she’d felt seeing her dine with Leslie at the restaurant. 

Smooth, tight chocolate skin, vibrant light-brown eyes with lashes that fluttered ever so softly—the woman was divine. 

Bridgette’s gut tightened, right along with her throat, and no response came from her as the woman’s smile decreased by just an inch. 

The woman cleared her throat. “You are Mrs. Valentine, right?”

“What do you want?” Bridgette snapped. 

“I…” The woman’s mouth hung in surprise at Bridgette’s feistiness. 

“If you’re coming to tell me that my husband’s been cheating with you so you can drive a wedge between us and slip your homewrecking claws into him in peace, then you can forget about it, bitch.”

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