“I’ll clean her up and take care of the child,” Babs says, skipping off down the hall.
I follow her down the hall into one of the empty rooms. Babs starts applying a wet cloth to the woman’s face. I get a better look at her as she’s lying on the unmade bed. She has a round face, with pouty lips, long, blonde hair, and a thicker figure than most girls around here. Her rack is nice, too. Her white top has blood and dirt smeared over it, and her jeans are just as bad. The woman’s eyes flutter open, catching my attention. They’re blue and bloodshot.
Instantly, the little girl clings to her mother, the contact making them both cry.
“What’s your name, beautiful?” I ask the woman, as I sit on the bed.
Her eyes shoot to mine, her long lashes sticking together from crying.
“My name’s Jessica, are you in charge?” she asks, her voice cracking. Her eyebrows crease and she waits for my answer.
“No. No, I’m not,” I say, with a kind smile.
“This is Bobby. I’m Bull, I’d be the one in charge,” Bull says, stepping up from behind me. “Who did that number on your face Darlin’?” Bull gestures toward her split eye.
“I need protection.” Jessica looks over at her daughter. “We need protection.”
“From who?” I ask.
She looks up from her daughter who is straddling her lap and her eyebrows furrow. Her lips part as tears begin to cascade from her blue eyes, like what she’s about to say is the hardest thing she’s ever done.
“From my husband,” she says softly.
M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She’s a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn’t live with the “what if” anymore and finally took a chance on her character’s story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.
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Acknowledgements are a bittersweet moment for me. I love to give thanks to those who have helped me, but I’m always afraid I’m going to leave someone out that has helped me along this journey. So if I left you out, I apologize.
First I want to thank my husband, he has helped me in more ways than I count. He has also had to put up with my crazed state trying to get this book to perfection.
Next I want to thank the unlimited supply of Oreos I have stocked in my cabinets. They have been the perfect bribe for five extra minutes, when it comes to my children.
I also want to thank my parents, they have listened and helped so much.
I want to thank all my Little Devil’s in my street team, you guys rock and I love every one of you! A big thanks to the admins of my street team, Awhina, Keisha, Nisha, and Kat.
A big thanks to Love Between The Sheets for the cover reveal, the blitz, and more. You have been great putting up with my unorganized self.
There have been so many blogs that have helped me and become some of my good friends. I wouldn’t be where I am without you and you’re amazing. Forever Me Romance, Kitty Kats Crazy About Books, Rock Stars Of Romance, Give Me Books, TheSubClubBooks, Submit and Devour, Kelly’s Kindle Confession, Twisted Sister Rockin’ Book Reviews, Bare Naked Words, A is for Alpha B Is For Book, Red Cheek Reads, Bad Girl Books, Reading past my bedtime, and more.
A very big thank you to Hot Tree Edits. You have been so helpful in editing my manuscript and teaching me how to be a better writer. Also, Arijana at Cover it! Designs for the amazing book cover.
Thank you so much to my beta readers. Tracey, Nisha, Kat, Awhina, Bel, Fran, Anitra, Emily, and Jennifer.
And most of all, my readers. This book wouldn’t have happened without out you