~ Synopsis ~
For 7 years Career girl Rebecca Keane had been stuck in an abusive relationship with David Rosenberg. Until one night, fate intervenes enforcing the strong minded Lucy Watters her long lost best friend, back into her life.
Will David Rosenberg let her go?
Together the two friends will embark on a journey of self discovery. Can they learn to trust or love again? Or will career’s and life get in the way.
Can Rebecca and Lucy learn how to spread their wings and fly? Or will they fall into one of the men’s nets, and be caught forever?
Join these two London girls on their international journey of love in the first part of a series of Butterflies books, because ‘Girls should be pretty to see but hard to catch’.
~ Excerpt ~
Ch 26
It was then her phone started to ring, with her free hand she fished for the phone in her huge Bag, which doubled as her briefcase.
“Rebecca Keane well I never, Glad your home…. Did you miss me?”
Said the voice at the other end of the phone,
“Open the door”.
She was still moving to the tune, smiling to herself as she shimmied to the door. Don’t ask her why she did what she was told; she probably would have blamed it on the jetlag.
Upon opening the door, was her voice at the other end of her phone.
His eyes lit up at the sight of her, a smile forming on his hansom face as their gazes met. They continued to talk on their devices. He was standing there, one arm extended leaning against the door join.
He was wearing a formal separate suit jacket with jeans and a simple fitted white T. Around his neck, a cashmere scarf which hung loosely over the lapels of his jacket.
He looked gorgeous, as soon as she saw him as her heart started to pound. She could see his biceps through the outline of the fitted jacket. She wanted him, she could feel the ache within her grow.
He still spoke into his phone toying with her.
“Come here”, he smiled at her with his come to bed eyes that burned right through her.
Mocking him she spoke.
“Uh uh, if you want me, you come here” as she pointed to the ground before her.
She looked back at him, defiantly. Jackson didn’t have to be told twice as he moved towards her, sweeping her off her feet. His mouth firmly planted on hers.
“So Jackson, have you been a good boy while I’ve been away?” she asked
“I Rebecca, have been a very good boy, while you were away. Its’s been a long 2 weeks believe me. I want you as the song say’s ‘Right here Right now’” his lips caressing her neck tenderly.
“Do you know how much I’ve missed you?”
He pulled her hand down towards the bulge in his trousers. She laughed
“Are you sure”
She gave him a little squeeze. She could feel the need in him,
“Then let’s see how much”.
Rebecca grabbed Jackson’s scarf, pulling him in the direction of her bedroom.
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~ About the Author ~
I’m a Happily Married, mum of 2 . I LOVE Music, I am the daughter Of Musicians and was reared with a guitar in one hand and a pen in the other.(1st book)
Facebook https://www.facebook.com/pages/Author-Samantha-Fontien/334598369990293
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~ Where to buy ~
http://www.amazon.com/How-to-Catch-Butterflies-ebook/dp/B00D0SZ3GA/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&qid=1369947165&sr=8-4&keywords=how+to+catch+butterflies
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I’ve always been a lover of writing, but mostly dabbled in creating poetry while raising my three beautiful children. I am grateful my husband of fifteen years has supported me—albeit sometimes kicking and screaming—as I pursue this “hobby” of mine. Without his help, writing would be an impossible endeavor.
