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Mid Life Love (Mid Life Love, #1)
If you'd asked me what love was two years ago, I probably
would've said, 'It's this amazing feeling that obsesses and possesses you; it's
what me and my husband currently have.' If you ask me that same question today,
I'll say, 'Please get the hell out of my face.’
Claire Gracen's life is picture perfect. Her career as a
marketing director is on the brink of being legendary, and her marriage to her
high school sweetheart has never been stronger. No, wait. It has. It used to be
amazing and fulfilling, but one day Claire realizes that she's been living a
lie and her best friend and husband have committed the ultimate betrayal.
Broken and depressed, Claire is in need of something new—new
city, new job, new friends.
When she happens to attract the interest of the sexiest man
she's ever met, a man significantly younger than her, she immediately turns him
down—only to later discover that this man is Jonathan Statham, self-made
billionaire and CEO of Statham Industries. Her boss.
Jonathan Statham is unlike any man she's met before. He's
used to getting whatever he wants—whenever he wants, and he isn't about to take
no for an answer.
Mid Life Love: At Last (Mid Life
Love, #2)
If you ask me if Jonathan Statham makes me happy, I’ll say
‘Absolutely. He’s the man of my dreams and I can’t wait to marry him.’ If you
ask me why my ex-husband Ryan is currently one inch away from me—staring into
my eyes and pressing his hand against my cheek, I’ll say, ‘I have no fucking
idea…’
Claire Gracen finally has the life she’s always wanted: A
career she loves, a man who’s willing to do any and everything for her, and
friends that show her the true meaning of the word ‘friendship.’
As she and Jonathan prepare to make the ultimate commitment
to one another and plan the wedding of her dreams, she quickly realizes that
the hurtful past she left behind in Pittsburgh is a lot closer than she
thought.
Sexy, unpredictable, and as charmingly clever as ‘Mid Life
Love,’ ‘At Last’ will captivate you from the first page and never let you go.
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A self-diagnosed candy addict, travel junkie, and
hypochondriac, Whitney Gracia Williams LOVES to write about characters that
make you laugh, cry, and want to (in the case of Selena Ross) reach through
your Kindle and slap them.
She is the "imaginary bestselling" author of the Jilted
Bride Series, Mid
Life Love, Wasted Love, and Captain
of My Soul.
She also loves getting emails from her readers, so if you
want to tell her how much you loved (or hated) her stories e-mail her - > whitgracia@gmail.com
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Claire
“We don’t need pre-marital counseling, Claire.” Jonathan
looked over at me as the elevator doors closed. “This is a waste of time.”
“I didn’t say we needed it. I said we should try it—to make
sure we both have honest expectations about being married.”
“And what expectations are those?”
“You’ll find out when we get there.” I smiled at him and he
rolled his eyes.
I’d told him I wanted to attend a few sessions before we got
married—something Ryan and I didn’t do, just to make sure we were on the same
page about a few things. Of course, he was one hundred percent against the
idea, but after I told him it would make me “happy,” he slowly gave in.
We were scheduled for a two hour session with the top
counseling firm in San Francisco—Waldo and Emerson Associates. The doctors had
assured me that it would be a light and easy process and that Jonathan and I
would come out of it feeling closer than before.
As our elevator came to a stop and the doors glided open, I
realized that there was nothing ahead of us. There was no secretary’s desk, no
simple sign that read “Waldo & Emerson,” nor was there anything that
resembled any sort of professional counseling business. Instead, the entire
floor was covered in white sand, the few clear columns that stood ten feet
apart were filled with colorful fish, and there were three beige beanbags that
surrounded a small makeshift fire-pit.
Before I could accuse Jonathan of tampering with our
session, a man dressed in an all-white tunic stepped in front of us.
“Ahhhh,” he said, smiling. “The future Mr. and Mrs. Statham.
Welcome to Waldo pre-marital counseling. I’m Dr. Choate and I’ll be assisting
you through the first stage of unity today.”
“Wait a minute. I’m sorry.” I shook my head. “We’re supposed
to be meeting a Dr. Fleming. Is this the wrong floor?”
“No. You’re in the right place. This is it.”
“Then where is Dr. Fleming?”
“He retired last week. He didn’t send you an email?”
I shook my head.
“Oh, well sorry about that. The company decided to hire me
in his place the same day that he left. After all my success with the Zen
rituals at Statham Industries, they thought I was the best choice.” He reached
out to shake Jonathan’s hand. “That’s why it’s an absolute honor to bestow my
new and exclusive Zen practices with the man who made me a household name.”
Oh god…
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