A voice mail from her hubby, Marc, informs Sera that he and an old school chum are going out for drinks, and he wants her get all spiffed up and meet them at Christo’s for dinner and a night of dancing.
At the restaurant, she takes a hard right into the lounge and bangs into Marc’s school chum, Jack, who also happens to be her fabulous-looking lady killer, Jack. The unlikely situation prompts a degree of discomfort for all.
As the night wears on, it becomes apparent to the ex-husband and wife that although the bonds of matrimony were severed, their original burning attraction was as strong as ever. This forces Marc to make a decision a husband should never have to make.
Is this a case of fuzzy math where one plus one equals three?
Genre: FICTION / Romance / GeneralThis is book four of my Sensual Awakening Series, The main characters in all six books in the series end in hea polyamorous relationships. Sales have been good but not as good as the longer, lower numbered books. Book one Jasmine's Urban Cowboys is the current best seller but it is priced lower to generate sales of the other books.It is currently available for translation as is the 5th & 6th books
It all started with a phone message. “Hi baby, it’s me. I ran into an old buddy today who I haven’t seen since college. We’re going out for a couple drinks at five, and well…I’d like you to meet Jack. Why don’t you get all fixed up like you do? You know—good enough to eat—and meet us at Christo’s for dinner. I’ll make reservations for seven at three, umm, better make that three at seven. I love you.” He finished with a kiss.
Sweet man, Marc. A real find, though he’s always saying he got the best of the bargain. Others said so too, though she didn’t buy into that. True, he’s not quite as good looking as her first husband. Hmm…She cupped her chin. His name was Jack, too. God, that man could send her into orbit. Problem was, when they weren’t floating through the heavens just above their bed having glorious, hot, erotic sex, they’d argue and fight like a couple of spoiled kids. Truthfully they had nothing in common except sumptuous, erotic sex. Moreover, his looks were a magnet for women. Her best friend even went after him. After their divorce, she took a new job and moved to Phoenix, after which her ex and former best friend got married.
Oh well, Marcus was rock steady, nice looking, great in bed, too, and—and this was a big one—he made her laugh. Life was fun with Marc. She missed him already. She had better go and make herself pretty like he asked.
At six-fifteen, she pulled up to the valet. She took a quick look in the rearview mirror and reassured herself she looked good. She did. She should. Beauty was her business. She was a fashion model.
After the valet picked his jaw up from the ground, he opened the door of her six-figure Mercedes convertible. She got out and strutted into Christo’s as if she didn’t have a care in the world, which she didn’t…yet.
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Portuguese
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Angela Schwab
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Translated by Alejandra Atala
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Author review: Alejandra was pleasant and efficient. I would recommend her. |
