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Second, Broken Glamour is pubbing! When you ask? Well we have a
tentative date end of April. I have to say I LOVE THIS BOOK. I know, I know, that's like a mom saying she loves her child. But I do. I love it. I love Amanda and Ryan's story. So tortured. So hot. So sexy.
Mmmmm. Can't wait for you all to read it! I so badly want you to read it that I am posting a little taste of Broken Glamour here.
Ryan
“You okay?”
Even curled up on the couch in tears, maybe especially because she was curled up on the couch, she was too cute for words. Red blotches decorated her skin and her eyes were red-rimmed. She held a nearly shredded tissue in one hand and she had tucked her legs up under her body. She was dressed in a skirt and her blue silk shirt fell open, just enough for me to get a peek of her black lace bra.
She tucked her bottom lip under her top teeth and nodded, but then her face cracked and the corners of her mouth tugged down and her lips trembled.
“No,” she whispered and shook her head from side to side. Tears rolled down her cheeks.
“Let me get Lane,” I took two steps away from the couch.
I didn’t know what to do with this. I was no good with the female waterworks. As a kid, whenever I saw my mom cry, I’d want to find my father wherever he was sleeping off his hangover and pummel the crap out of him. I didn’t know how to soothe, I could barely soothe myself.
“No, please don’t.” She sniffled and then cleared her throat and straightened herself up in an attempt to gain control over her emotions.
Five words formed in my brain. My fingers tightened around the back of the chair beside me and I clamped my mouth closed. I wouldn’t say them, no, no, no, nope, I wasn’t going to say these words, I wasn’t going to—
“Want to talk about it?” Shot out of my mouth like a bullet from a gun.
xoMaggie
