In a family that was raised in a non-traditional way, Araylia has prevailed in ways no one would have expected. She's a successful doctor who cares deeply for her son. Left to become a single mother by her abusive boyfriend, she continues her journey to be the best mother possible for Liam.
Mace is a man crippled with grief and self loathing for his sisters death. He closes himself off to the world till one night he's shot. Landing him right in front of Dr. Araylia Masters. All is well, until, Araylia's ex comes back wanting his family again, no matter what it takes. Even death.
I pushed off the counter and stalked toward her; I bent down and lightly touched my mouth to hers. She sighed and pushed closer to me, wrapping her arms around my neck. I deepened the kiss, tracing her tongue with mine. She tasted of chocolate and mints, it was a wild combination but I couldn’t get enough. I hoisted her up on the kitchen counter, taking everything she was giving me. I started to slide my hand toward hear ass when I heard footsteps. I pulled away fast because I knew Liam would be in here in three...two...one...
“Mommy, are we gonna have dinner with Mr. Mace yet? I’m hungry.” He complained. Ray looked at me and quirked an eyebrow.
“It's almost done buddy, just got to wait on it to warm up some more.” He looked up at me with a curious look on his face, and I knew what was next.
“Are you my mommy’s boyfriend? She has never had a boyfriend, she needs one. She’s always at work or with me.” He wrinkled up his nose, thinking. I looked at Ray.
She had her head bowed and I could see around her curtain of hair that her cheeks were reddening. After a few seconds she looked at Liam and said, “That’s not true baby, I see Nanny and your uncles all the time. Mommy doesn’t need a boyfriend; I want to spend all my time with you.” She hopped down from the counter and gave him a kiss on the head.
“Yes. I am your mom’s boyfriend, buddy. Are you okay with that?” I asked. Both of their heads snapped up fast at the sound of my voice.
Liam spoke first, “Oh! That’s awesome! Does that mean I can ride your motorcycle? I really want to ride it. I want one when I get as big as you are!” He exclaimed.
About the Author~
H.S. Strickland is from a small town in South GA called Brunswick. She moved to SC when she was in her early teens and just recently made the move to Florida. She dragged her daughters, husband, and kitty along with her. H.S. has always had a passion for reading, but recently starting writing, although it has always been a dream. Her Nanny always told her to follow her dreams, which is how she got into writing. That and her characters were nagging to have their stories told. If you can't find H.S. behind the keyboard making magic, you will find her chasing her daughters around the house. If not that then curled in her big red comfy chair reading. She loves alpha-males who are almost ass holes, but still have a sweet spot for their woman. She has loved the entire journey to where she is now and couldn't thank y'all enough!