Author: Elena Matthews
Series: Our Forever #2
Published by Self-Published
Release Date November 14, 2017
Genres: Contemporary Romance, Erotic Romance
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When you marry your soul mate, it’s supposed to last forever.
Tyler and Mia Bailey are blissfully married, living out their dreams... until a soul-shattering devastation breaks them apart, forcing Mia to walk away from their happily ever after.
After months of separation and silence, Tyler is finally ready to fight for the love of his life, but Mia is trying to move on, and her resistance to her husband’s charms will prove to be the biggest battle he’s ever had to face.
It was supposed to be till forever... but forever might be just out of their reach.
Title: Till Forever
Series: Our Forever #2
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Cover Design: Okay Creations
Photographer: Sara Eirew
Author: Elena Matthews
Release Date: November 14, 2017
I turn and head over to Alex on the dance floor to say good-bye. When she finds my eyes wandering the space around me, she tells me that Mia went inside to grab a drink. However, when I go in search of her, I come up empty. Reluctantly, I order an Uber before heading to the bathroom since the four beers I consumed are making me feel as if I could piss a river.
Thankfully, there isn’t a line when I get to the bathroom, so I open the door. As I swing the door open, I startle when I realize a chick is in here, doing her business.
“Shit, I’m so sorry,” is my automatic response.
After taking a quick second glance, I see that it’s Mia.
So, this is where she disappeared to.
Her face is one of alarm as she scrambles to cover herself, but I don’t miss the redness around her eyes and the tear streaks along her rosy cheeks. Ignoring the scowl I see aimed my way, I step inside and close the door behind me, locking it.
“Jesus, Tyler,” she grumbles with annoyance as she quickly wipes herself before standing, pulling her panties up and allowing the dress to fall back into place, smoothing it down with her hands. “You ever heard of knocking?”
You ever heard of locking the door? I don’t say this. I simply ignore her quip and focus on her raw red eyes that make my heart clench.
“Have you been crying?” I ask attentively, taking a step toward her.
She sighs irritably as she flushes the toilet and closes the seat before walking over to the sink where she begins the process of washing her hands. “No, I’m fine,” she says with a tone that sounds anything but fine.
“Mia?” I step over to her until I’m standing behind her, staring at her reflection in the mirror where she purposely tries to avoid my eyes.
She sniffs, sucking her bottom lip into her mouth, a sign that tells me she’s upset but trying to hold the emotion back.
“I know when my wife’s been crying,” I state confidently, taking in her sad eyes. When seconds pass and only silence greets my ears, I gently whisper, “Baby, what is it?”
She visibly flinches at my words, and as she turns the faucet off, she looks up to the ceiling, breathing heavily. Her eyes flutter closed, her wet hands fiercely gripping hold of the sink.
“You.” There’s a hard edge to her voice, one that chips away at my heart.
“Yes, you,” she grits out, fuming.
Instead of stepping away from her obvious ire, I instinctively step closer.
She gives out a shuddery breath before laying into me good, glaring at me through the mirror. “I’ve waited two months for you to put your money where your mouth is, and as the days passed without a single word from you, I started to think that maybe your drunken vow to fight for me was just bullshit. When that realization sank in, I tried anything not to think of you and just focus on me. And you want to know something? It was working. I was pushing through the depression, finally feeling like me again, finally feeling like, maybe, I could get through the next days without having the constant reminder of what I’d lost. That was when I realized I didn’t need you. That my life didn’t revolve around you, that I could survive without you. I felt like I was slowly moving on with my life.
“Then, tonight, you unexpectedly turned up, and everything I’d felt went straight out of the goddamn window the instant I set eyes on your stupid, beautiful, perfect face.
“Two months, Tyler. Where the fuck have you been?”
She’s breathing heavily, and her eyes are filled with angry tears, but she doesn’t give me a chance to explain. “I want to hate you, slap you, hit you, anything that involves hurting you, but instead, all I want to do is…” She pauses, dragging her teeth over her bottom lip, her eyes filled with obvious turmoil before she lets them fall shut.
I move stealthily closer until my chest is pressed up against her back, both hands on her hips, unable to resist touching her in some way. Just feeling her between my fingertips is everything. She remains silent, her facial expression tormented.
“What do you want to do?” I breathe in her ear.
I don’t miss the way she shivers against me. Her eyes flutter back open, and her stare meets mine in the reflection of the mirror. As well as seeing anger, I see passion. Pure, hot, unadulterated passion.
“I want to slam my lips onto yours. I want to lose myself in your touch. I want you so much.” The words come out on a husky whisper.
My fingers grasp her hips, my cock turning rock fucking hard within an instant.
“You can do both—hate me and kiss me,” I urge, pushing my hips into her ass. “Take your anger out on me, on my lips, on my cock…”
A moan escapes her lips, and my fingers drift lower until they meet her bare thigh just below her dress.
“You can be as rough as you want.” I forcibly dig my fingers against her thigh, showing exactly how rough with my touch alone. “I want your wrath, baby. Give it to me.”
© 2017 by Elena Matthews
Our Forever (Our Forever #1)
When you fall in love with your best friend, it’s the kind of love that’s supposed to last forever.
Jo Donovan was a true believer of happily ever afters—until her best friend, Christopher, was killed in Afghanistan, destroying her belief that fairy-tale endings existed.
Destroying her. Destroying her world.
Five years later…
Jo finds herself still stuck in the past, unable to find closure with Christopher’s death.
When she moves to Austin, Texas, with her son, Junior, she’s finally given the fresh start she’s been desperately seeking.
What she doesn’t know is that the fresh start comes in the form of her sexy neighbor, Drew Greyson.
Their friendship starts off rocky, but eventually, a spark between them ignites. It isn’t long before that spark turns explosive, and she finds herself falling for him.
Drew wants to be her everything, her forever, but will Jo’s pain from losing Christopher stop her from following her heart?