When you live with a first responder, you think about the “what if”. Not all the time, but frequently. At least I did. All in a vain attempt to make myself feel like I had a plan. There were times you had no choice, like when your husband needs to know how you want to be notified of his death. Would you like a phone call or a visit?
Anyway, this “what if” game carried on even after he was retired and working for Amazon. Now, he commuted everyday. Having been a first responder’s wife, I knew that getting in a car is the most dangerous thing we do everyday and the odds of us being killed in a car accident are higher than any other way to die.
You see, danger is ever present, we cannot safeguard everyone against any and all threats. We just have to live bravely.
During one of my episodes, I got fed up with myself. I said to myself, “Why don’t you use that active imagination and write that story- the what if that actually did- in that book you keep saying you will write one day.”
So I did. Brett Bentley lost the love of her life too soon. She is convinced no man will want to live in the shadow cast by Adrian Bentley. But, at a vulnerable time in her life, she needs protecting. In walks Alex. For the first time in 6 years Brett meets someone who makes her feel alive. But can she be brave enough to put her heart out there again?
As you know, I love a love story. I believe that every person does, too.
I am often asked what is my favorite book or love story.
The answer is easy- our love story.
Tony and I met in college. It wasn’t love at first sight. As a matter of fact, we crossed paths for months before we were even aware of each other.
The first time Tony saw me, we were in the cafeteria and his best bud- the guy I was dating- pointed me out. Tony was interested in my roommate. She was more his type, short and fleshy with dark coloring. I was 5’4″ and weighed in at 105 lbs, no curves just long an lean. Dark blonde hair with green eyes. Not what he normally dated.
Before Tony I could count the guys I dated that were shorter than six foot on one finger. His best bud was 6’4″. The first time I really noticed Tony was while on a date with the best bud. A group of us had gone to the West End in downtown Dallas. I wound up walking behind him and thought, “Wow, he has a nice backside.” And he did. As a college athlete planning to return to Turkey and play pro soccer, he worked out about 8 hours a day.
We became more aware of each other. One night the team had come back from an away soccer game and we were all hanging out in the co-ed. A remark was made that someone had taken Tony’s shirt from the locker room. I asked him where it would have gone and he said he had no idea. I have no idea what possessed me, but I hooked my finger in the neck of his jacket and pulled it out. Looking down at his bare chest took my breath away. He had the biggest set of pecs I had ever laid my eyes on. I am certain I blushed. I began to look at Tony in a different way.
If you are wondering about the best bud, we were never serious. He and I had no business together- we were both way too self-involved. He would one day be the best man at our wedding.
A few weeks later, Tony and I went on our first date. Dancing at Billy Bob’s Texas, and it was life changing.
I am not joking and I am not being overly dramatic.
We may not have been love at first sight, but that date? That was it. Being with Tony was like soaking in a hot tub. I was at ease for the first time in my life. Wrapped in his arms, I never wanted to be anywhere else.
Tony says he knew then that he was going to marry me.
But, that is not where the story ends. I broke up with him a few weeks later. But that is a story for another day.
Fierce- Beautiful- Unreasonable- Bulldog- Sexy- Unapologetic- Irreverent- Compassionate- Successful- Principled- all words used to describe Brett Bentley, all of them true.
Risk is not a word Brett runs from, frankly she likes it. After her husband and voice of reason dies, there is no one to stop her from building a team of hackers to hunt sex trafficers down and drain their bank accounts. Now trouble is stalking her. A case of mistaken identity or has someone discovered her secrets?
Help is a four letter word to Brett. When help shows up in the perfect form of a former Army Ranger, Brett’s first response is to have her Italian Mastiff clamp down on his family jewels. If this doesn’t serve as a warning, Alex Jensen only has himself to blame. Retirement has been a bore, he can’t resist taking a ride on Brett’s drama train. First impressions are deceptive, not only is Brett’s life really on the line, it becomes clear that neither of their hearts will be intact when this ride is over. A South American drug lord has Brett as the object of his rage and desire. Cornered and alone, Brett must be her own hero. Lethal is the word she needs now- does she have what it takes?