What would you do if you had the opportunity to go back and relive your greatest mistake?
Five years ago, Bree Sexton walked out on her fiancé and into the arms of a charming and handsome stranger. She has regretted her decision ever since. Instead of a fairy-tale marriage, her “prince” shattered her dreams and her spirit with physical violence and emotional cruelty she barely escaped.
She then mysteriously wakes up in bed with the fiancé she loved and left, the life she’d dreamed of now a reality, until her cruel ex-husband reappears to destroy her new life. But what is real, and what is make-believe? Is she really getting the chance she has always dreamed of? And when it is all said and done, will she finally end up with the man she has always regretted leaving? Or will she wake up to discover herself alone?
Bree stood there for a minute, watching as he walked out of her life. She couldn't help but wonder what would have happened if she had married Scott instead of Bryan. How would her life have changed? Would she have had children by now? Would her and Scott still be together, after all this time?
She had these thoughts and more weighing heavily on her mind as she headed out the door of the bar. It had begun to snow and she wrapped her coat even tighter around her slender frame. She looked around, but there was no one to be found. She couldn't help herself, she stuck out her tongue, a childish impulse that she couldn't ignore. She laughed out loud in spite of herself.
She looked both ways before attempting to cross the street. Not seeing any cars, she carefully made her way across, her high heels clicking as she stepped onto the pavement.
Bree was walking slowly across the street when one of her high heels caught on a slippery patch of ice. One shoe flew off as she landed onto the pavement, her head striking against the curb. The last thing she saw was Scott's face swimming before her eyes, then her world went black.
Bree awoke at the feeling of a man nipping gently on her earlobe, his tongue stroking the delicate curves of her inner ear. His hot breath blowing into her ear, giving her shivers up and down her spine. She closed her eyes as a man's hand stroked her upper thigh. She sighed happily, Ooh, I must be dreaming, she thought to herself. And it was such a delicious dream, too.
The man's hand traveled up her thigh, then encircled her flat stomach. Bryan had never made her feel like this and she hadn't even looked yet to see who this stranger was! But she was only dreaming, so what difference did it make?
Bree arched her body in anxious response to his touch. She longed to examine his face but she feared that one look would make his magical touch disappear. She was aching all over, she wanted his hands to caress her everywhere and she longed to touch him desperately.
His morning stubble stung her delicate skin but she hungered for more. Just one more touch, just one more taste, and she would awaken from this wonderful dream and find herself in bed, all alone. His voice whispered huskily, “Oh, Bree, baby. What you do to me.”
That voice jerked Bree back to the present. The voice that had haunted her dreams since she had gotten married. The voice of the man that she just couldn't seem to get over. “Scott,” she whispered.
If your book was made into a TV series or movie, what actors would you like to see playing your characters?
I could see either Rachel McAdams or Sarah Michelle Gellar as Bree. For the wicked character of Bryan, I would have to say either Matthew McConaughey, Sean Patrick Flannery or Cam Gigandet. For my hero, Scott, perhaps either Patrick Dempsey, Eric Bana or Luke Wilson.
What is your date of birth?
Do you ever write in your pajamas?
Are you kidding? That’s one of the best things about being able to work from home!
What projects are you working on now?
I am currently working on two manuscripts; one is the second novel in my If Only series.
Can you tell us where we can find you and your books?
If Only is now available on both www.lsbooks.com and www.amazon.com
Readers can contact me at P.O. Box 9643, Tulsa, OK 74157-0643, by e-mail, firstname.lastname@example.org, or on my website, www.lmowens.com. I can also be contacted through my Facebook author page and on Twitter.