Of Happiness Cover Reveal

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Of Happiness


Synopsis

“Now that I have you, I’m never letting you go.”

Edith Neff relocated to Chicago to capture her own piece of happiness. Now bombarded with more change than she knows how to manage, Eddie struggles to pick of the pieces of her torn heart and decimated friendship.

Standing in the middle of a sidewalk while her (ex?) boyfriend Harris Grant pleads for forgiveness, Eddie’s at a loss what to do next. So when her estranged father provides a lifeline – she has no option than to take his offer.

But Harris won’t let Eddie go without a fight. He’ll use whatever tactics necessary to win back his girl. While Eddie and Harris find their way back together, darkness lurks, unwilling to relent on destroying their relationship. Permanently.

 

A little taste…

An inexplicable shiver rolls through my shoulders. The low murmur of my friends and the other patrons at Rusty’s falls away.  

Harris.

He’s the only person who elicits this type of bodily response. I remain rigid and unmoving except for my sweaty palms which I place on my thighs.

“Luke, my man! How are you?” A strong hand slaps Luke’s shoulder.

“Matt, hey.” His worried expression eases into a cheerful one when he shakes hands with a man wearing a large, black boot cast. Next to Matt is the beautiful, caramel-haired woman, Jane, who was with Harris in his convertible.

And then it’s him.

Harris’ masculine scent surrounds me. He braces his arms on the back of my chair, overwhelming me with his physical presence. I’m swirling in a sea of Harris, unable to resist his pull. He dips closer and then his lips brush oh so gently against my flushed cheek. The intimate contact sends my heart into overdrive.

“Hello, Edith,” he murmurs against my skin before pulling away.

I nearly swoon against the wood chair. Damn. 

Of Happiness Deleted Scene

I’m deep into editing Of Happiness. One scene isn’t going to make the final cut, but I wanted to share it with you now because I enjoy it.

Without further comment…

 

When I log into the blog hosting site, I find a few new comments associated with my latest blog post that need approval. This morning’s entry was a feature I called “Inside Your Perfect Place,” an attempt to make my blog slightly less anonymous. Last week, I spread the contents of my tote bag across Sean and Luke’s dining room table and photographed them for this entry. Mostly I included work items—journal, writing utensil case, camera, but I also revealed some personal affects like my wallet, cell phone and favorite lip gloss.

I approve a comment from Beth, my virtual design client. Another one is spam, so I delete it, and the last comment comes from someone who identified themselves as HG. With a click of my finger on the mouse pad, the comment light box opens on the page.

HG: My sweet girl wears sex goddess lip gloss? That explains a lot 😉

 I can’t stifle my snort of laughter. Not only does he subscribe to my blog, he takes the time to read and comment on my posts. I don’t approve the comment for the whole world to see, but I do save it in the queue of unapproved comments so I can go back and read it later.

Just like that, my worries about Claire lessen a bit.