Fate Heals
Twist of Fate #2 by Tina Saxon Publication Date: June 24, 2017 Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Fate Hates
by Tina Saxon Publication Date: May 8, 2017 Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Excerpt #1
Aiden
Words that come to mind, I don’t dare say. Yes, I’m pissed. I’m pissed she is so goddamn stubborn. If she had let me go home with her, or she had stayed with me, I could’ve been there to protect her. You can’t always be there. The rational part of my mind reminds me of the one thing that I hate to admit, but I seem to think with the irrational part when I’m around her.
I want to be her protector.
I want to be her hero.
And I keep failing. But I’ll settle for being the person she needs to lean on right now. Help her get through this. So instead of saying anything, I grab a soft, white, cotton towel. I lift her up and wrap the towel around her. She gives me a soft smile as I lift her in my arms and carry her into the bedroom.
She sits on the bed as I dress her in a pair of her panties and a T-shirt that I had grabbed out of her bedroom before we left. When I’m done, she lies back and snuggles into my covers. I lie down beside her, pulling her into my chest. I can feel the warmth of her breaths on my shoulder.
“Why didn’t you become a musician?” she asks softly. So softly I almost didn’t hear her.
I jerk my head back, looking down at her. Where the hell did that come from? She looks at me expectantly. The randomness of the question still has me in shock; I’m more concerned with why she’s asking than to actually answer the question.
“Aiden, I’m okay,” she says. “I was just thinking about all the times you’ve sang to me, and you have an amazing voice. And you seem to love to sing.”
I stare at her apprehensively. I know she’s not okay, but maybe not thinking about it for a while will help her relax. “I don’t love to sing,” I say. She stares at me. Okay, so that wasn’t entirely correct. “I love to sing to you.”
Her smile widens. I run my hand down her arm until I reach her fingers, then I weave our fingers together. She squeezes my hand. “So, answer my question.”
Touching her has temporarily wiped my mind clean, so it takes me a few seconds to remember what the question was.
I nod slowly when I remember. “Before my mom died, I sang all the time,” I say. I chuckle to myself, remembering that I used to piss Max off by always singing. I tell her a couple stories of the times I embarrassed Max with my singing. It wasn’t until I started to attract the girls that he decided it wasn’t so bad.
“I played the guitar, so he learned to play the drums so we could play together. He’ll swear to this day it was only because the girls loved it.”
“How cute! You guys had your own little band,” she says. “What was the name?”
“What makes you think we named our band?”
She laughs. “Oh, please. You and Max and your overzealous egos. It was probably called something like…” she pauses to think, “…Audacious Flames.”
It’s my turn to laugh out loud. “Audacious Flames? We were thirteen when we named it. We didn’t even know what audacious meant. Hell, I’m not even sure I do now.”
“See! You did name your band!” she says, poking me in the chest. “Tell me.”
“Okay, okay. We used to deliver newspapers, so we went with Delivery Boys.”
“Oh,” she says blandly. “It’s catchy.”
“Well, sorry our name doesn’t live up to your Audacious Flames,” I say, tickling her.
About Tina Saxon
I’m a girl who doesn’t mind getting dirty but also loves to be pampered. It’s not uncommon to find me in the garage cutting wood to make a bookshelf or painting a new room because I’m bored with the old color. I have more power tools than most men on my street. The only thing I’m not allowed to have is a sharp knife and an avocado. A trip to the ER, a nerve repair surgery, two sets of stitches and a forever scar … I’m okay with that rule. Did you know they make little gadgets for avocado’s? Neither did I. Words of advice, don’t try and pop the seed out with a knife. In between being a wife and a mom to two active kids, I love girl’s nights, laying in bed with a good book, football Sundays, drinking a fruity cocktail – with lots of cherries – and being in the sun. People who don’t know me see me as quiet and shy. I’m more reserved with a wild side I keep hidden until it’s appropriate to unleash. When I tell people I’ve written books, the main question I receive is “Are they children’s books?” It makes me laugh every time. My books are about sexy alpha males and beautiful strong-willed women, with lots of sex. Definitely not children’s books.
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