ACED
by K. Bromberg
Synopsis:
Rylee and Colton's ride
continues...
One moment. Six years
ago.
The night she made the
world around me so much more than just a blur. Now it's the catalyst that
threatens to tear us apart.
Our happily was
supposed to be ever after. So why do I feel like it's slipping through my
fingers?
How can one moment,
when our world seemed so right, resurface and cause our perfect life to spiral
out of control?
I can't lose her.
She's my checkered
flag.
Colton
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Excerpt:
“I talked to my
parents. To Tanner. To Shane.” My voice fades off as the disbelief I
have to take stock and let him know the damage control I’ve
done takes hold. Unsure how to respond to me when he’s
always so sure, he just nods his head as our eyes hold steadfast. “I just don’t know...” My voice is so soft, it sounds so
very different than the storm of anger that rages inside me, and yet I can’t
find it within me to show my emotions. I can feel his fingers tense from my
comment, see his Adam’s apple bob from the forced swallow,
and notice the tick of muscle as he clenches his jaw.
“We’ll
get through this.”
The condescending chuckle falls from my lips, the first
break in my fraudulent faรงade because it’s
so damn easy for him to say. “I know.” Voice
back, emotion nonexistent, tone unsure.
Colton stares, willing me to say more but I don’t.
I just match him stare for hollow stare as images of myself from Google
flickering through my mind. Finally he breaks out connection and reaches his
fingers to pinch the bridge of his nose before blowing out a sigh.
“Scream at me,
Ry. Yell. Rage. Take it out on me. Do anything but be silent because I can’t
handle when you’re silent with me,” he pleads. All I can do is shake my
head, dig down within myself to will the emotion to come. When I can’t
find the words or the feeling behind them, it unnerves him, worries him. “I’m sorry, baby. Were we stupid? Maybe. Do I regret it?” He shakes his head. “I
regret all of this, yes, but that in general? No. So many damn things happened
that put you and me where we are now. So for that? I’m
not sorry. You pushed me that night, made me question if I could give someone
more of myself.” He reaches his free hand up to brush
a thumb over the line of my jaw. His touch reassuring, his words helping soothe
the sting of our situation.
“It’s
not your fault,” I say, trying to ease the concern in
his eyes.
“Maybe not
directly . . . but I made you color outside of your perfectly constructed lines
. . . do something against your nature, and look what happened. I’m
so sorry. I wish I could make this right,” he says, dropping his head as he
shakes his head in defeat. “All I can try to do is mitigate the
damage. That’s it.” He
throws his hands up. “It’s killing me because I can’t
fix this.” The break in his voice and the
tension in his body would have told me everything I needed to know even if he
hadn’t
uttered a sound.
I look at my achingly handsome husband, so distraught, so
desperate to make wrongs right that aren’t his to be held responsible for. And
seeing him as upset as I am makes me feel a little better and allows me to dig
into the deep well of emotion. I finally find the words I need and want to tell
him. The decisions I came to last night when I sat on the deck and considered
the life-altering situation we were in.
“Stop. Please
quit beating yourself up over this. I don’t blame you.” I pause, my teeth worrying my bottom
lip as I put words to my thoughts and wait for him to hear that last sentence.
About the Author:
New York Times and USA Today
Bestselling author K. Bromberg writes contemporary novels that contain a
mixture of sweet, emotional, a whole lot of sexy and a little bit of real. She
likes to write strong heroines and damaged heroes who we love to hate and hate
to love.
She’s a
mixture of most of her female characters: sassy, intelligent, stubborn,
reserved, outgoing, driven, emotional, strong, and wears her heart on her
sleeve. All of which she displays daily with her husband and three children
where they live in Southern California.
On a whim, K. Bromberg decided to try
her hand at this writing thing. Since then she has written The Driven Series
(Driven, Fueled, Crashed, Raced), the standalone Driven Novels (Slow Burn,
Sweet Ache, Hard Beat, Aced (a new Rylee and Colton novel releasing 1/11/16),
and a short story titled UnRaveled. She is currently working on new projects
and a few surprises for her readers.
She loves to hear from her readers so
make sure you check her out on social media.
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