PROMO TOUR~THE DEEPEST CUT By T.A. Anderson
*****Author disclaimer: Due to graphic language and sexual debaucheries, this book is intended for mature audiences only. Fair warning.*****
What consequences would you be willing to suffer for the truth? How much would you willingly give and take for love?
Ande's life has changed drastically in the past year. Her mere plans to make it through culinary school unscathed are a thing of the past. Graduation is on the horizon, but Ande's life refuses to slow down and let her enjoy it.
Daniel stole Ande's heart, then ripped it, unforgivingly, from her chest. He left her feeling rejected and alone, buried deep under a mountain of questions. Now he's ready to let Ande see the darkness of his past, but is it too late? Has she moved on?
Blake is on the mend and his heart is back with a vengeance. Can people really change their ways? Is Blake the man for Ande?
With a new found mantra, and bad-ass friends at her side, Ande forces her way through the questions the men in her life have left her with. When she finally has the answers, will she regret searching for the truth?
Love and friendships will be tested. Lies will become truths. Who will make the final cut?
“Ande? Ande, you here?”
I heard a distant voice, pulling me from my sleep. I rolled into Blake’s side, searching for warmth when I heard the voice moving closer.
“Ande? Are you still in bed?”
I forced an eye open and lifted my head to look at the clock.
Blake stirred next to me, voicing his protest at my moving. His eyes opened half way, revealing his blood shot hazels.
He smiled and leaned in for a kiss.
I slapped my hand over his mouth before he made contact.
“Oh, hell no. That dragon breath needs to be contained before you come near me.”
His mouth fell open when I removed my hand.
“Oh, come on. It’s not that horrible.”
He exaggerated every word, making sure to direct his breath straight at my nostrils. I rolled out of bed, trying to escape death by halitosis. He followed suit, clearly in a playful mood. When he stood up, I jerked back toward the wall.
That was a sure way to wake you up quicker than an ice-cold bucket of water in the morning.
His expression mimicked mine, standing there naked, each waiting for the other to attack.
My bedroom door flew open and there stood my father. It took him a few seconds to realize what he had just walked into.
“Shit. Dad, get out! Get out!” I shouted.
I'm a sarcastic, Disney loving, procrastinator. I hope to write stories that speak to me first and foremost, then give readers an honest, non-cookie cutter world to get lost in. I always root for the underdog, so I try to inject one into each of my stories. I'm in desperate need of Starbucks, a shower, and sunlight on any given day. I'm certain Chewbacca is my soul mate. I hope you read my words and enjoy them. If you don't, I still dig you.
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