ARC’s of Beautifully Broken went out a matter of days ago and reviews are already starting to come in! I thought I’d share part of the Prologue with you today. If you’ve read the first story in the series, Finding Destiny, you’ll recognize that this Prologue takes you back into the story, giving you the inside scoop of what happens when Matt, Felicia and Natalie take off to rescue Natalie’s truck from a snow bank.
Prologue: Wake Me From This Nightmare
My hands are freezing. It feels like my fingers might fall off if I don’t finish this job soon. It’s funny what a little bit of pussy can do to a man. Felicia has me eating out of the palm of her hand. She wants her friend’s truck fixed. I’m a mechanic. It only follows that I fix the truck, get her friend on the road and get Felicia and her wild ways back in my bed.
I am so eager to get her alone again that I agree to an onsite visit. I open the door to my truck and the three of us cram in. I shift her into four-by-four and we set off past the place where I’d met Felicia a matter of hours earlier. It feels like a lifetime ago.
Unlike the ladies, I’ve come prepared. Having lived up north my entire life, I’d learned a thing or two over the years. My tires are trimmed with chains. It isn’t considered very friendly on the local streets in town, but when driving out in the boons it’s been really handy. Four-by-four is my best friend and has gotten me out of more than a few tight situations out here.
Once we pass the spot where I had found the ladies, I slow my truck to a crawl. I know, if I’m not careful in this weather, I could pass by their stalled vehicle without ever knowing it.
Felicia cups a hand over her eyes to dim the shine from the snow. “I don’t see it anywhere. Are you sure this is the right place?”
She questions my geography?
“Yes, bright eyes. This is the place. I know these roads like the back of my hand. The truck must be along here somewhere.”
I spot the truck first. No surprise there. “Ah. You see?”
Felicia’s friend Natalie stares out the passenger window but still misses the truck. “I can’t see a single thing out there.”
I can’t help but chuckle. Natalie’s truck has been snowed over. It is literally covered to the roof, disguised as a pile of snow. We’d have passed it, mistaking it for a snow drift on the roadside, if I’d left it up to the girls.
“You’re lucky we don’t get any traffic out here. You’re barely off the road,” I tell them, as I turn on my four-way lights and swerve to the opposite side of the road. I park directly in front of Natalie’s truck, while she babbles about her above-average driving skills. Her truck is so snow covered that I can’t even tell what color it is. “This is you.”
I pop my hood and tug on my hat. “Are you coming with me?”
Felicia’s lower lip comes out in a pout. “Do I have to?”
I can’t help but kiss her. Then I deliver the slanted smile that I know she loves. When she flutters those long dark lashes at me that settles it. (more…)