Book Details:
Title: Man of My Dreams
Author: Faith Andrews
Synopsis:
Mia Murphy may be married to the man of her dreams.
But the man in her dreams is the one
that got away—her high school crush.
Mia’s stuck in a rut, just like every other stay-at-home
mom, and the only thing saving her from her monotonous routine is her
perfect husband, Declan. He’s gorgeous, he adores her, and the man
stole her heart with his sexy singing voice. Mia feels like the luckiest
girl in the world, until she discovers that Mr. Perfect is not Mr. Faithful.
Mia is devastated. Everything she once believed about Declan and their
marriage is now covered in a big cloud of doubt and regret. On impulse,
she kicks the cheating bastard out, pushing them into a separation that
could mean the end of the picture-perfect couple.
But when Mia receives an invitation to her high school
reunion, she finds herself abandoning the present for the oh-so-alluring
pull of the past. Although her heart still belongs to her husband, inescapable
thoughts of her crush, Noah, resurface. And ten years later, Noah isn’t
afraid to make his move. When the build-up of fantasies and ‘what
ifs' comes to a head, sparks fly and it’s Mia’s turn to question
if her marriage is everything she wants out of life. Searching for answers,
Mia dives head first into dating Noah, falling further away from her
husband and closer to her old flame.
But Declan’s not giving up so easily. Mia is his
one and only and he’s not about to let another man win her heart.
Excerpts:
Noah interrupts my thoughts with a husky whisper,
“I should have done this a long time ago, Mia. I was so dumb back
then. I can’t believe I let you slip away.”
His admission makes me stagger; all of a sudden I
have two left feet. I can’t just let his remark slide. “Yeah, you
were pretty dumb. I practically followed you around like a puppy dog
waiting on you to ask me out. But you never did.”
Our song is over, but he continues to hold me in
his arms, surveying me and everything I just said. “Really? I swear
I had no idea. You mean to tell me if I had played my cards right and
stuck my head out of my baseball cap for a damn second I could be the
one taking you home tonight?”
His words shock me. Does he mean it the way I’m
thinking or is he being sweet? Like, take me home to screw me or take
me home to our house, where we could have lived as a committed couple?
I clench my eyes shut, trying to figure it out.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.”
He nods his head in the direction of the bar. “And the guys from the
team have been eyeing me since I walked in. Hopefully they’ll cut
me some slack when I tell them I chose to catch up with the one that
got away instead of them.” He winks and escorts me back to our table.
Every one of my senses are on overload from his touch,
his scent, the sounds of the things coming out of his perfect mouth.
Ten year old regrets flood in, drowning any bit of my remaining sanity.
In this moment I know what Declan felt when he let that girl from the
hotel kiss him. Face to face with temptation, my love for my husband
isn’t strong enough to make me turn my back on the what ifs.
“Let me toss back a few drinks for old time’s
sake. Can I bring you back anything?”
“No, I think I’m good.” I say, even though
I’m far from it. There is not one ‘good’ image running through
my head. In fact they are all bad. Naughty. Mischievously wicked.
And they’re making me brave.
“Hey, Noah?” I call out to him, stopping him
in his tracks to the bar.
“What’s up?” he cocks his head, smirking.
Can he read me that well? Is the act as a disloyal
wife giving me away? The flirting is one thing, but what I’m about
to do crosses so many lines it feels criminal. I scan my surroundings
to make sure no one’s watching. When I’m positive, I pull him by
his collar. Closer to me.
His breath catches. His eyes widen. Our lips are
inches apart. If we weren’t in a room full of gossipy people I would
get it over with and kiss him right here. They could never understand
what that kiss would mean. An answer to so many questions about my past.
A retaliation—an eye for an eye—for what Declan did to us.
I forgo the kiss, but lick my lips for effect. “I
hear there’s an after party. Will you take me?”
Noah raises an eyebrow, channeling me to focus on
those smoldering green eyes. His lips curl into a satisfied smile. He
speaks in a growl of a whisper. “Mia, I’ll take you anywhere you
want to go. I don’t want this night to end because tomorrow you go
back to belonging to someone else.”
About the Author:
Faith Andrews lives in New York where she is happily
married to her high school sweetheart. They have two beautiful daughters
and a furry Yorkie son, Rocco. If she isn’t listening to Mumford and
Sons or busy being a Dance Mom, her nose is in a book or her laptop.
She’s a sucker for a happily ever after and believes her characters
are out there living one somewhere . . .
Website: http://faithandrews.wordpress.
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/
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