Congratulations to Ketie Mettner on her fabulous new cover! It's so beautiful, isn't it!
Excerpt
The woman was magnetizing and she didn’t even know it. She was this tiny, beguiling, alluring vision of the woman who belonged in my bed, under me, and around me every night for the rest of my life. A jolt ran through me and then a shudder.
No, Hayes, you know how that will end. You have enough commitments with work alone. You don’t have the time or energy to keep a woman happy, loved, and in Mercy’s case, protected. You’ll fail at all of those, miserably, so don’t even attempt it. She’s not like all the other women who throw themselves at your feet.
She’s different.
She’s afraid.
She’s broken.
She’s strong
She’s damaged.
She’s fierce.
She’s lonely.
She’s independent.
She wears her past every day.
She hates her past.
She hates him.
She hates what he did to her.
She hates what she did to him.
She knows who she is and she accepts she will never be anyone else.
She has more depth in her little finger than you’ll ever find in this life.
She is more in this one place than you’ll ever be running the multibillion-dollar company that holds your name.
You are weak compared to her.
Get up, walk out the door, and don’t look back.
I shook the inner voice off. I wasn’t going to walk away. I was going to stay here and spend the rest of the night with her first. Then I’d walk out of her life and she’d be all the better for it.
Katie Mettner writes small-town romantic tales filled with epic love stories and happily-ever-afters. She proudly wears the title of, 'only person to lose her leg after falling down the bunny hill,' and loves decorating her prosthetic with the latest fashion trends. She lives in Northern Wisconsin with her own happily-ever-after and three mini-mes. Katie has a massive addiction to coffee and Twitter, and a lessening aversion to Pinterest— now that she’s quit trying to make the things she pins.
Beautiful post, Dana! Thank you so much for taking the time to help me introduce Hayes and Mercy to our world of readers. I appreciate you more than words can say (and that’s saying a lot since I’m a writer 😉 )