~Mischa~I made a conscious decision to cheat on my husband.
Now, before you judge me, hear my story. Hear how much I'm like you, how similar my thoughts are to your own. Yes, I'm a horrible person. Yes, I've done horrible things. Yes, I don't deserve forgiveness. Yes, bad things happened because of my actions.
But I'm willing to bet I've done things that maybe, just maybe, you have thought of doing.
Maybe, just maybe, you're not as innocent as you'd like to think.
Or maybe I'm not so guilty ...
WARNING: This book involves CHEATING. The word AFFAIR is in the title. The main character has an AFFAIR. In the synopsis (directly above), she states
that she intentionally has an AFFAIR. If you don't like CHEATING, then you have been VERY WELL warned. Also, this book is primarily written in the third-person
narrative.
Excerpt :
Mischa snorted,
stood up, and began collecting her paperwork. The man stood up as well, and
next thing she knew, he was pressed up against her side. She started to pull
away, but he wrapped his arm around her waist.
“What are you
doing!?” she was shocked.
“The night is
young, and you are very beautiful. Come, let us get to know one another,” his
voice was low as he leaned down towards her. She practically bent in half
trying to get away.
“You're about to
get to know my fist! Let go of me!” she snapped.
“American women
are so feisty, I love it. I will show you -,”
“Babe! Sorry I
took so long!”
Misch turned her
head and stared in shock as a second man came up to her other side, grabbing
her free hand and bringing it to his lips, kissing the backs of her fingers.
Am I releasing
pheromones or something!?
“Excuse me!?” she
squeaked. The new guy was tall, and though he blended in with the local
scenery, his accent was American. He didn't look at her, just held her hand and
glared at the other man.
“Can I help you?”
he demanded.
“You know this woman?”
the Italian guy questioned.
“I should hope so,
I fucking married her,” new guy snapped, then grabbed her left hand, holding it
up so the other man could see her wedding set.
“I am sorry. She
said she was alone,” Cassanova began sliding away.
“Well, she's not
alone anymore, so get the fuck out of here.”
Misch's mind was
blown, and she didn't say anything as the American man hugged her close to his
side. She watched as the Italian gentleman glared at them for a moment longer,
then walked away, cursing in the other language. A deep voice chuckled from
above her, and she was let go.
“Did you just save
me?” she asked, moving away from her new friend.
“Yeah, you looked
like you needed it,” he informed her, smiling down at her.
Oooohhhh, wow.
And I picked tonight of all nights to not dress up ...
“I'm sorry, who
are you?” she blurted out.
“Your savior.”
He was smiling,
but she didn't feel like he was joking. His voice was low and his smile sly. He
had incredibly thick, black hair, which almost shined and had waves on top of
his head. His eyes were so dark, they almost looked black, matching his thick
eyebrows and heavy lashes. His lips were on the fuller side, and he easily had
two days worth of stubble on his jaw. Her heart started beating faster.
No, no, no. This
can't be happening. I'm not doing this. I don't want this.
Playlist
1.
I
Adore U – Adore Delano
2.
Grown
Woman – Beyonce
3.
Lips
Are Movin' – Meghan Trainor
4.
Pretty
Woman – Roy Orbison
5.
Do
I Wanna Know - Chvrches
6.
Seaside
– The Kooks
7.
Love
Somebody – Maroon 5
8.
Can't
Stop – Red Hot Chili Peppers
9.
Firework
– Katy Perry
10. Stay With Me – Sam Smith
11. We Found Love – Calvin
Harris ft. Rihanna
12. Safe and Sound – Capital
Cities
13. Paralyzed – Mystery Skullz
14. I Bet My Life – Imagine
Dragons
15. Everything – Alanis
Morissette
16. Gold – Neon Hitch ft. Tyga
About the Author
Crazy
woman living in an undisclosed location in Alaska (where the need for a
creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since ..., forever? Yeah,
that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball
- I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I
laugh a lot, I'm clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.
I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don't trust
anyone who doesn't drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does
not set for six months out of the year, there's your Alaska lesson for the day.
I have mermaid hair - both a curse and a blessing - and most of the time I talk
so fast, even I can't understand me.
Yeah. I think that about sums me up.
Giveaway
The author is giving away (open international)
·
A My Time in the Affair
swag pack and signed paperback
·
2 signed paperbacks
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