Hi everyone!! Today is Sample Sunday as I offer a sample of my upcoming book, How Deep Is Your Love. This is the third book from The Love Chronicles series as Andie and Dexter adjust to life four years later after their move to Connecticut.
There are some major changes between the two as they try to piece together the life they once had before the chaos started.
Here is an excerpt from the first chapter of the story, which is from Andie’s POV. This excerpt is unedited. Enjoy! 🙂
“What did I do to deserve this?” I asked myself.
I took a look around my tiny studio apartment that I share with my roommate and sighed before going into the kitchen. Actually, it was more of a very small kitchenette. Even smaller than the one I’d shared with my bestie, Mashawn at Smith.
I opened the mini fridge and grabbed a bottled water. I took another deep breath, realizing I didn’t’ have any groceries. Oh well, I couldn’t do much about that since I just paid rent on this crummy apartment. Maybe my roommate will buy something. She makes more money than I do, so she should be able to.
It was four years after Dexter and I had left our families to be on our own in Connecticut. Gosh, it felt as if that was centuries ago. So many emotions were going through me at that time. I was about to embark on a new journey with the love of my life. No one could tell us anything since we felt we were grown and could conquer the world on our own. Now, I wished I did listen to everyone. Either that, or someone could have knocked some sense into me. Either way, what I’d experienced during that time was just a lesson learned. Whether I wanted to or not, it was time for me to move on.
There was one thing that I’m glad I’d fulfilled and that was my dream to go to New York. Once I graduated from Yale, I was offered an internship at The Daily News. That was one of the proudest moments that I’ve ever experienced. Everyone was so excited for me and felt I deserved it. I damn sure did deserve it, especially with all of the hard work and hours I had to put in.
Unfortunately, that moment was short lived when I was informed that the current intern from The Daily News screwed up the entire process by selecting myself and another graduate into the program. The program only had one slot available, so since the other person was chosen first, that pretty much left me out of the running.
As soon as I was about to pack up and move back home, I got a call from The Region, asking if I wanted to intern with them. Since it was a paid gig, I figured why not.
Big mistake that was.
The position sucked. It sucked so bad I wanted to walk out on my first day. Instead of me learning about the industry, I was basically the damn golfer. There was even one “job” I had to do which involved one of the editor’s dogs. If I ever see another shitzu again, I will go nuts. And I used to love dogs.
I knew that was risk I had to take by being an intern, but I didn’t think it would be this intense. I’m pretty sure this was karma for what happened between Dex and me. I know that’s not true, but in the back of my mind, I felt I deserved it after how I treated him. I regret what I did, but I can’t change it now.
I sat down on the couch and picked up the TV remote. While trying to find something to watch, my mind started to drift off to the time when Dexter and I stayed together. It was nice at first, but as time went on, our insecurities got in the way of our relationship. Or maybe it was just our personalities that caused our problems. Either way, our happy honeymoon turned into a nightmare that the two of us were trying to wake up from. After awhile, we finally did, which was bittersweet, but it had to been done.
I slowly kicked off my work pumps and relaxed. I wished I had something stronger, but I guess water will have to do. I wasn’t a drinker at first, but since I took this position, I found myself taking a drink almost every night. I shouldn’t complain, though. If I wanted a decent job as a reporter, I had to have some kind of experience, so if I had to be a golfer for six more months, than I just had to.
Figuring I wasn’t going to watch TV, I turned it off and grabbed the mail that was accumulating on my ottoman. I haven’t opened it in days, but I figured I didn’t have anything important anyway.
I took my bottled water and went to sit out on the patio. That was the best thing about this place. After having a bad day, I could take one look at the skyline and the liveiness of New York City and it’ll make me feel better. This was what I wanted, to live in New York and experience being a New Yorker. I wanted to be a part of the hustle and bustle of the city, which was good, but a part of me wished was it really worth it? Was it worth losing my happiness over? Do I regret everything that I had experienced to be living in a studio apartment and doing crap jobs for snoozy editors?
I put my elbows onto the balcony and looked at the night sky. Maybe it wasn’t worth it, but at least I could say I went after my dream.
I looked down at the mail on the table when a silver envelope caught my attention. I picked it up and saw it was addressed from Regina. I stared at it, wondering why would she send me anything. After what happened between Dex and me, the two of us kind of drifted apart. I missed the conversations I used to have with her. I always ask Mashawn how she and her boyfriend, Damien, was doing, which she always replied that they’re doing fine.
I tore open the envelope, seeing it was a wedding invite.
“Wow. Regina and Damien are getting married.”
I continued to look at the invitation when suddenly tears were streaming down my cheeks. I don’t know why I was crying. I wiped the tears from my face and continued reading. The wedding was going to be held in two weeks at LL, which from my understanding was where Uncle Charles and Aunt Tia had their wedding. I remembered my mom telling me since there was an issue between her and Tia about it.
I glanced at the invite again, wondering if I should go. Although the internship offers no vacation days, I could always go Friday evening and return Sunday. That’ll give me a chance to see my parents and Mashawn. But I’ll also see Dexter, which I was trying to avoid. Unless he doesn’t come.
Why wouldn’t he? That’s his sister.
I sighed and ripped the invitation in half. I don’t know why I was entertaining that thought of going. There was no way I was going.
I can’t face Dexter. Not now and not ever.
How Deep Is Your Love will be available only on Amazon on October 25th. This title will not be on pre-order, but I will keep you all inform when the story is live on the site. 🙂
Happy Sunday everyone!! Just Right, the Something Just Ain’t Right novella, is coming very soon, and I haven’t even posted an excerpt yet.
Here’s the first chapter from the story from Morgan’s POV. This chapter is unedited.
This is three years after the series, so a lot of changes have occurred between Hales and Morgan. Don’t worry, the two are together and happy. But, for how long?
Check it out. 🙂
A lot of people take that word for granted. Some does it because they’re scared to be loved by someone, or feel that they shouldn’t be. I have felt that way before, all because of the things I have done. I never thought I was worthy of it.
Until I met Hayley.
Hayley is and always have been the love of my life. When I first laid eyes on her, I knew she would be the one for me, but I let my personal views on love and life get in the way of happiness. When she made me realize how precious life can be, I let all of my feelings go and just live. That’s something I haven’t done in a long time. Since I have been with Hayley, I never looked back. Even with all of the bullshit that has happened with us, our love became stronger, which I’m happy for every single day.
Since Hales and I got married, we have been living a pretty normal life. We have a two-year-old son, Morgan Jr., who we call MJ. That boy is certainly a handful, but I enjoy being a father. It’s definitely a highlight of my day. Not only are we’re parents, but Hales is working as a private event consultant with a high-profiled agency, while me, I took an extremely different career path. I decided to become a cop.
Yep, a cop.
After the incidents concerning my family, I wanted to give back to society in some sort, so I decided to go to the academy. Throughout the training, I was wondering if I was doing the right thing, but when I looked at what I have been through and the future I will have with my family, I knew I was making the right decision. Two years later, and I was promoted to being a detective. With my new title, I knew one thing I wasn’t going to do, and that was abuse my badge like my so-called father did. To be honest, I think that was another reason why I went into law enforcement.
Sometimes, I have to laugh at the life I’m living right now. Me, Morgan Carter, the former womanizer, is talking about happiness and love and living a normal life. That’s something I’ve never experienced, but I’m glad that I’m able to now.
I looked over to see Hayley staring at me. She is still as beautiful as when I first laid eyes on her all of those years ago. Her curly hair was now a honey brown color to match her honey skin tone. Her brown eyes looked into mine as she gave a huge smile and leaned closer to me.
“Hey, baby. I didn’t hear you come in.”
“That was because you were asleep. Long day?”
I slowly sat up from the couch and looked around. I looked at my clothes, realizing I was still wearing the suit that I’d went to work in.
“You must really have had a long day if you’re still in your clothes.”
“I guess I laid down as soon as I walked in.” I slowly replied.
“Luckily MJ is with staying with my parents tonight, or you probably would have forgotten to pick him up,” Hales said. She paused before speaking again. “Or did you forget that he was spending the night there?”
I sat up on the couch and ran my hand through my hair. “I guess it’s this case I’m working on. Between meeting with the sergeant and working these damn stakeouts, I guess I just lost track of everything.”
Hayley smiled and sat beside me. She motioned for me to turn so my back was facing her.
“I guess a massage is in order then.”
“That would be nice.”
Once her hands were on my body, I immediately relaxed. Just having her near me was all I needed.
“I know you can’t talk about any of your cases, but…”
“You’re right; I can’t. As much as I want to, but I can’t jeopardize any type of information we have on certain suspects. Not just that, but I don’t want to put yours or MJ’s life in danger.”
“I understand, baby. I just want to understand how your days are with working on the force. I still find it hard to believe that you’re on the force.”
I chuckled. “I think no one saw that coming.”
She turned me so I could face her again. She ran her fingers through my hair and smiled. “I know why you’re doing it, though. You needed to find a purpose for everything that has happened with your family.”
“Let’s hope I don’t have to deal with any of them again.”
“I hardly doubt it. With Travis, Will, Caroline, and Sophia still in prison, and Rick dead, that will be highly unlikely that you’ll come across any of them again.”
I leaned my back on the couch and sighed. “I have thought about it, though. Whether anyone would try and come after us again.”
“Hales, even though we have been living this perfect life, we still shouldn’t let our guards down. There could be other people out there who are working with Travis, but just haven’t made their move yet.”
“Do you think you’re overreacting a bit? It’s been almost three years, baby. If anyone was going to do anything, they would had already.”
“Do you really think that? If anyone does make another move, cop or not, I will be ready.”
Hayley sighed. “Maybe I just got too comfortable with actually living a normal life compared to us always on the run, looking over our shoulders.”
“I sort of forgot too, but just for a little while.”
Hayley leaned her head on my shoulder and I wrapped my arms around her. She gave a soft sigh.
“Should we be worried about this now, though? Your cousin is getting married next week, so whatever thoughts you’re having, you shouldn’t worry him about it.”
I caressed her shoulder, knowing she was right, but I can’t stop thinking about it, especially when I have information about Travis being released from prison. I didn’t know if I should tell Hales about it, especially since everything is going so good between us.
I’ll tell her when the time was right. Whenever that may be.