Till Forever by Elena Matthews
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover designer: Okay Creations
Cover photographer: Sara Eirew
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Synopsis:
When you marry your soul mate, it’s
supposed to last forever.
Tyler and Mia Bailey are blissfully married, living out
their dreams…until a soul-shattering devastation breaks them apart, forcing Mia
to walk away from their happily ever after.
After months of separation and silence, Tyler is finally
ready to fight for the love of his life, but Mia is trying to move on, and her
resistance to her husband’s charms will prove to be the biggest battle he’s
ever had to face.
It was supposed to be till forever…but forever
might be just out of their reach.
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Excerpt –
© 2017 by Elena Matthews
I turn and head over to
Alex on the dance floor to say good-bye. When she finds my eyes wandering the
space around me, she tells me that Mia went inside to grab a drink. However,
when I go in search of her, I come up empty. Reluctantly, I order an Uber before
heading to the bathroom since the four beers I consumed are making me feel as
if I could piss a river.
Thankfully, there isn’t a
line when I get to the bathroom, so I open the door. As I swing the door open,
I startle when I realize a chick is in here, doing her business.
“Shit, I’m so sorry,” is
my automatic response.
After taking a quick
second glance, I see that it’s Mia.
So, this is where she
disappeared to.
Her face is one of alarm
as she scrambles to cover herself, but I don’t miss the redness around her eyes
and the tear streaks along her rosy cheeks. Ignoring the scowl I see aimed my
way, I step inside and close the door behind me, locking it.
“Jesus, Tyler,” she
grumbles with annoyance as she quickly wipes herself before standing, pulling
her panties up and allowing the dress to fall back into place, smoothing it
down with her hands. “You ever heard of knocking?”
You ever heard of locking
the door? I don’t say this. I simply ignore her
quip and focus on her raw red eyes that make my heart clench.
“Have you been crying?” I
ask attentively, taking a step toward her.
She sighs irritably as she
flushes the toilet and closes the seat before walking over to the sink where
she begins the process of washing her hands. “No, I’m fine,” she says with a
tone that sounds anything but fine.
“Mia?” I step over to her
until I’m standing behind her, staring at her reflection in the mirror where
she purposely tries to avoid my eyes.
She sniffs, sucking her
bottom lip into her mouth, a sign that tells me she’s upset but trying to hold
the emotion back.
“I know when my wife’s
been crying,” I state confidently, taking in her sad eyes. When seconds pass
and only silence greets my ears, I gently whisper, “Baby, what is it?”
She visibly flinches at my
words, and as she turns the faucet off, she looks up to the ceiling,
breathing heavily. Her eyes flutter closed, her wet hands fiercely gripping
hold of the sink.
“You.” There’s a hard edge
to her voice, one that chips away at my heart.
“Me?”
“Yes, you,” she grits out,
fuming.
Instead of stepping away
from her obvious ire, I instinctively step closer.
She gives out a shuddery
breath before laying into me good, glaring at me through the mirror. “I’ve
waited two months for you to put your money where your mouth is, and as the days
passed without a single word from you, I started to think that maybe your
drunken vow to fight for me was just bullshit. When that realization sank in, I
tried anything not to think of you and just focus on me. And you want to know
something? It was working. I was pushing through the depression, finally
feeling like me again, finally feeling like, maybe, I could get through the
next days without having the constant reminder of what I’d lost. That was when
I realized I didn’t need you. That my life didn’t revolve around you, that I
could survive without you. I felt like I was slowly moving on with my life.
“Then, tonight, you
unexpectedly turned up, and everything I’d felt went straight out of the
goddamn window the instant I set eyes on your stupid, beautiful, perfect face.
“Two months, Tyler. Where
the fuck have you been?”
She’s breathing heavily,
and her eyes are filled with angry tears, but she doesn’t give me a chance to
explain. “I want to hate you, slap you, hit you, anything that involves hurting
you, but instead, all I want to do is…” She pauses, dragging her teeth
over her bottom lip, her eyes filled with obvious turmoil before she lets them
fall shut.
I move stealthily closer
until my chest is pressed up against her back, both hands on her hips, unable
to resist touching her in some way. Just feeling her between my fingertips is
everything. She remains silent, her facial expression tormented.
“What do you want to do?”
I breathe in her ear.
I don’t miss the way she
shivers against me. Her eyes flutter back open, and her stare meets mine in the
reflection of the mirror. As well as seeing anger, I see passion. Pure,
hot, unadulterated passion.
“I want to slam my lips
onto yours. I want to lose myself in your touch. I want you so
much.” The words come out on a husky whisper.
My fingers grasp her hips,
my cock turning rock fucking hard within an instant.
“You can do both—hate me
and kiss me,” I urge, pushing my hips into her ass. “Take your anger out on me,
on my lips, on my cock…”
A moan escapes her lips,
and my fingers drift lower until they meet her bare thigh just below her dress.
“You can be as rough as
you want.” I forcibly dig my fingers against her thigh, showing
exactly how rough with my touch alone. “I want your wrath, baby. Give it to
me.”
Other books
in the series:
Our Forever (Our
Forever book 1)
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Meet the Author:
Receptionist by day, author by night, Elena Matthews is from
Manchester, United Kingdom, the home of Manchester United, MediaCity, and of
course, Coronation Street. When Elena isn’t writing, she can be found with her
nose in a book or watching guilty pleasures, such as Grey’s Anatomy.
And, when she isn’t doing those things, you can often find her on Facebook, or
obsessing over Kellan Kyle, book-boyfriend extraordinaire.
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