She has never told anyone that she secretly longs for someone to come home to at night. A man who would be there for her when she feels sad and when she needs someone to wrap their arms around her.
Katy Monroe is a 25-year-old defense lawyer from a small town in lower New York, who graduated at the top of her class from Stanton Law school in record time. She takes her job very seriously and usually works so many hours that she barely sees her apartment more than three times a week. Unfortunately, she gives her heart to a man who could never possibly love her and ends up messing up everything horribly. Of course, that is precisely when she runs into someone from her past. Jake Hollister is a man who Katy thought she could never be in the same room with, let alone be her roommate and saving grace. But of course, desperate times lead to desperate measures as she finds in this romantic comedy of a man who always knows best and a woman that should have known better.
If you love sweet tales that give you the feels with comedy thrown in for sheer fun, then this is for you. I know you will enjoy reading it because I had fun writing it. M.D. LaBelleCopyright 2023 Casper Publishing, Epub format 131 pgs. Romantic Comedy
1st Person FMC POV. One spice out of 5.
It Had To Be You
As I close my eyes in the darkness, I sit on the cold floor of my small bedroom on the second floor of the 101-year-old brownstone and feel this unbelievable ache deep inside me. It hurts so bad that I begin to sob as I wish I was dead. But I can’t stop asking myself, “Is this what it feels like when your heart breaks into a million pieces while being ripped out of your chest?”
I shake my head as a shiver runs up my spine, so I quickly reach up and grab the baby blue blanket from my bed without missing a single beat. While I wrap my torso in it tightly, I lay my head on the edge of the bed and fight to open my eyes as I struggle to stay awake.
Somehow, I must have fallen asleep, because a while later, I wake up with a stiff neck. And while I massage the sore muscles, I begin to wonder just how I could fall so hard for someone who was so obviously wrong for me? How could I have been so blindsided?
“More importantly, why am I acting like a schoolgirl? I know I am stronger than this because I did not graduate the top of my class and then get a degree in law for nothing from not only one of the most prestigious law schools in New York, but the most expensive as well.” I say angrily to an empty room as I drop the blanket on the bed and walk over to the vanity mirror attached to the back of my bedroom door.