Welcome back Laura Spinella who's sharing an excerpt of her debut novel Beautiful Disaster. Like this post? Leave a comment after you've finished reading.
Mia Wells's career goals are about to become a reality-but her life-altering moment is interrupted when an unexpected call ushers in her tremulous past, a person who's never left Mia's memory: Flynn, the enigmatic, passionate man whose disappearance broke her heart, has mysteriously resurfaced.
While in college, Mia Wells fell in love with Flynn, a mysterious stranger with a past that might include violence. Flynn and Mia's attraction to one another is instant and magical. Flynn leaves Mia. Unable to find him, Mia eventually makes a life for herself with another man. Now, 12 years later, Flynn comes back into her life. He's been involved in a serious accident and is in a coma. Mia keeps a vigilant watch over him in the ICU afraid that he will die..Flynn's return ignites an achingly powerful tale about the most enduring love, one that is greater than honor, or friendship, or the passing of time. With flashbacks that narrate their past, the novel weaves from the past to the present, revealing secrets that lead to the novel's romantic conclusion.
Flynn reached for a black leather saddle bag. Mia’s breath was on hold, and she sighed louder than she meant when a benign white T-shirt emerged and he slipped it over his head.
"Yeah, are we having a language problem again?"
"I would never ever hurt another human being like that. Know that much." His hands dropped from the wall, and he sulked across the room, picking up his drink. He stood with his back to her, finally speaking over his shoulder. "If you're ready, which I'm sure you are, I'll take you home now."
Mia peeled herself from the wall and tried to speak, but nothing would come. Instead she walked over and lightly pressed her palm to his broad back. His body grew rigid as her hand made contact and his head snapped to attention. "Flynn...I'm sorry about whatever happened to...Well, I'm sorry."
This time the shaky breath was his. As he turned, his fingers reached up and traced the outline of her cheekbone. His hands, they were the opposite of her skin, uncared for and rough. But his touch was gentle, like butterfly wings, and oddly Mia found herself at ease. What is that? In his face, his eyes, something I can see...but don't understand. Something completely removed from her average existence. Mia fought a rush of involuntary tears- relief evidently he wasn't going to kill her, compassion for what she saw in his face. He started to say something. Mia leaned in, poised to listen, but instead found herself drawn into a long, sensuous kiss, and her average existence was over.
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