The Breakfast…Part 4
Sharing a New Adult book with you….Unexpected by Faith Sullivan!
I haven’t read this book but if you decide to give it a go, please leave a comment to let me know what you thought of it!!
Stay Blessed…Stay Tuned!
September 11, 2001.
A day that forever changes the destiny of college overachiever, Michelle Rhodes.
Shattered, confused and alone, no one understands the trauma consuming her until she meets Connor Donnelly.
A native New Yorker, he believes he can aid in getting her life back on track. But what if he’s even more broken inside?
Offering her a chance at a fresh start, Connor convinces Michelle to move in with him. Hiring her to waitress at his bar, their mutual attraction only complicates matters.
As more details surrounding Connor’s past emerge, Michelle uncovers the full magnitude of the loss he’s trying to hide. Refusing to let her feelings for him hinder his recovery, she makes a decision that winds up hurting them both.
By sacrificing her heart, Michelle thinks she is helping Connor come to terms with his grief. Little does she know, Connor is gambling everything for the sake of having a future with her.
What happens is truly unexpected.
“W…what?” I stutter despite myself.
He gives me a crooked grin. “All night, I’ve been freezing my ass off out here waiting for you. I didn’t think you were gonna show.”
If his first remark didn’t floor me, the second leaves me utterly confused. “Whoa, slow down, buddy. How do you even know my name?”
Again, he laughs. “Does it really matter? I’m here to talk some sense into you.”
The dimples in his cheeks distract me. He has such a cute smile. But I’m not letting him off that easily. “Sorry to disappoint you, but I’m done with New York.”
“Really? You could’ve fooled me.”
“And why’s that?”
“Because you should never run from something that scares you.” His hazel eyes catch the moonlight as they bore into mine. “And this time, you won’t be alone. I’ll be with you.”
This whole conversation is getting way too intense. Standing up, I wrap my arms around myself. I have to get out of here. This guy is crazy.
I jump as the front door opens and my ex-boyfriend Tony emerges, giving me a hopeful look. We broke up after our senior year. He understood I wasn’t planning on sticking around, so I set him free. He met someone else over the summer, and I only talked to him once on the phone when I got back. But with the way he’s looking at me now, I can tell he feels sorry for me, and that’s something I won’t tolerate.
Inching closer to the steps, I attempt to play it cool. “Oh hi, Tony. It’s good seeing you. I wish I could stay and chat, but I was just leaving.”
“I don’t think so.”
I whirl around. That’s it. Who does this guy think he is? “Listen, you little…” I begin, but Tony interrupts by grabbing my arm.
“Michelle, calm down. There’s no need to freak out,” Tony says, slowly releasing his grip on me. “Do you remember me telling you about Sal, my roommate at school, the one from New York?” I nod, but I can care less at this moment. “Well, this is his older brother, Connor. I kind of told him all about you, and I thought it’d be a good idea if you two met.”
I shake my head and sigh. “So you made him wait out here alone in the cold?”
I can tell Tony’s nervous. He’s running his fingers through his hair. “I thought you’d bolt otherwise.”
“She nearly did,” Connor chimes in.
Frustrated, I slam my fist on the porch railing. “The both of you just stop it, right now! I knew it was a bad idea to come here. I don’t need some random guy from New York giving me advice on how to live my life.”
Pushing off the swing, Connor gets to his feet. “Well, what are you doing with your life then? What’s plan B?”
I advance toward him. “I don’t have a plan B, asshole. I don’t have all the answers, but apparently you do.”
Connor closes the gap between us. “I wish I did, but I think you can figure it out. You were brave enough to take on the big, bad city once. Why not try it again under different circumstances?”
Tony clears his throat, and for a moment, I forgot he was there. “Michelle, Connor owns a bar downtown. He thought you could go back and work for him. Give it another go.”
“I’m no bartender,” I retort.
“You sure aren’t,” Connor fires back.
Tony holds up his hands in an attempt to keep the peace. “Just hear him out, Michelle.”
“Fine,” I say glaring up at him.
“Go on, Connor. Tell her about it,” Tony urges, knowing I may flee at any moment.
Connor’s eyes find mine again, but I look away as he starts speaking. “My family’s owned a pub on Beekman Street for years. Not too long ago, my dad had a heart attack, so I took over. I can offer you a waitressing job plus room and board above the bar for as long as you want it.”
For a minute, I stop and consider the possibility. It actually doesn’t sound that bad, and it’d be a welcome change from my original intention of becoming the next film school prodigy. It would be fresh start, and I wouldn’t be alone. But can I really go back there?
Sensing my trepidation, Connor pats me on the shoulder. “Listen, I know it’s not what you imagined. Tony told me how smart you are and how you were hoping to make it big at NYU. I can understand how working in a bar sounds like a letdown after that. But honestly, I think it’d be good for you.”
“And why do you care about what happens to me?” I ask, raising my eyes to his.
“Because I was there that day, and so were you.”
About the author, Faith Sullivan:
I really hate talking about myself. My goal is to have the shortest author bio imaginable. I would much rather have a conversation with my readers.
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Okay so I missed a few days, I shall make no excuses ha!
But here are poems from the days that I missed
Copyright © 2012 by Yolanda Allen. All rights reserved worldwide. Poem from book Life’s Journey
So this is not a fiction book but I thought it would be interesting to my readers since one, most, if not all romance lovers hope to get married one day and two, just so happen my new novella that’s coming out soon has a wedding theme!
I have not read this book! But you may find it interesting….wedding season is around the corner!
If you check it out, please leave a comment to let me know what you think!
Stay Blessed…..Stay Tuned!!
He likes it. Now get him to put a ring on it!
Learn from these 50 stories of women who have been there!
Sandy’s boyfriend Jack wouldn’t even bring up the ‘m word’. She started leaving her things in his apartment, including some tampons in his bathroom. It worked! Too off guard to make excuses like “Living together is just as good as being married,” Jack said, “People will start to think you’re my wife!” “Well, how about it?” Sandy asked Jack.
Crystal got Paul to skip just living together by refusing to move across the country until she had a marriage license, signed and dated.
Read these full stories plus 48 more, ranging from the heartwarming to the hilarious!
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I met my husband one day after work when I got off the train to go home. He was one of those taxi drivers that hung out there, looking for customers.
At first, I thought, “Oh no, I hope he is not trying to be anything other than friends!” I wasn’t into guys who were not professional or working towards a career. I honestly couldn’t see myself going to my sorority soirees and bringing him along.
He somehow always seemed to be at the train station whenever I got off the train, and soon we started talking. He was funny, and I had not expected that. I had noticed that he was kind of cute, too. Well, not just kind of cute; he was handsome.
I did not expect to say yes when he asked me if I wanted to go and get something to eat, but I did say yes. I liked talking to him. Maybe because his experiences were so different from the guys I usually dated. They had all gone to college, pledged a fraternity, graduated, gone into their chosen field, and tried to make the best of it. I wasn’t used to someone who hadn’t finished high school and had been working for himself as a cab driver for as long as he had.
We continued to see each other for about nine months, and then I found out I was pregnant. His first reaction was not what I expected.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
When my husband first asked me to be his girlfriend, I surprised him by saying, “No.”
We were on the phone, as we were every night. I could tell he was hurt, but since we were on the phone and not together in person, we had to talk, and that was a good thing.
I explained, “I’m 30 years old. I’ve already had the last boyfriend I am ever going to have. In the future, I am going to have a husband, not a boyfriend.”
He surprised me by taking this in stride. “I understand,” he said. “You do realize I am in the Navy and all that entails?”
“I was born in the Navy!” This was true. My dad was in the Navy.
Four months later, he took me on a date to the top of the Space Needle in Seattle. He passed me a little black velvet box under the table, and whispered: “Babe, will you marry me?”
“Do you mean it?” Yes, that’s what I said. Not very romantic, was I?