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Monday, July 7, 2014

Book Blitz & Giveaway: Next to You by Claudia Y. Burgoa

Release Date: July 1st, 2014

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Him
…I need time. Time to heal those wings and learn to use them…
Was part of the letter Rebecca Trent, Daniel Brightmore’s fiancée and best friend left when she ran away. The person he trusted the most for the past decade disappeared without giving him a second glance. She taught him how to love, believe in family and that everyone deserves a happily ever after. Now he’s struggling between wiping any traces of her from his life and drowning his sorrows away with the help of his new best friends—Don Julio and Jack Daniels.

Her
Rebecca’s past suffocated her to the point of not wanting to continue, her lifeline and the only reason to live began to withdraw from her. She wished it had been her imagination, but heard it loud and clear: “If not, there’s always a divorce, nothing is forever.” This time it became a leave or die situation. Something has got to change—she had to change. Packing light and leaving a letter behind, she takes a journey that can help her find herself through the shards of her painful childhood.
As letters, memories and stories are exchanged, two once inseparable people reconcile what’s left of their relationship. Beyond the confines of everything they built together, they’re left with two lonely people searching for what it means to be whole. Will they find meaning under their bruised psyches or will their pasts get the better of them?

Excerpt

From Becca’s list, I have accomplished two things: I didn’t look for her and I

haven’t dated Trish. At the moment I’m at Sotano—Buddy’s night club—with a blond draped on

my left, a brunette on my right and another blond next to her. One is slim, one curvy in the right

places and the other in-between. All types, so no one gives me some shit that I have

preferences or a type, because I don’t. Before we began this encounter, I asked them if they

were sluts—Becca was very specific that I shouldn’t date that type. Of course, while we made

the introductions, I omitted the part where my ex asked me not to date skanks—or easy

women—I’m not an idiot. With a giggle the three of them shook their heads about the slutty part.

Though the barely there material covering their bodies made me wonder if they were being

honest. Of course, as a gentleman, I didn’t question them any further. Three at the same time

should shorten the amount of women I should date. Though Becca didn’t give me a specific

number of females I should go out with. As of right now, she hasn’t answered any of my fucking

emails. There are several unanswered questions. Like duration of the dates? Can I fuck them? I

don’t know, because Rebecca refuses to give me any further instructions. Perhaps, next time I’ll

send her a letter to that address she gave me in her six page correspondence—front and back.

Geneva, quite a trip and whoever helped her will pay. I just need a moment to regroup and plan

my vengeance.

“Ladies, if you excuse me.” I run both hands through my hair when I hear that. Buddy is

interrupting one of the girls, she was telling me something about her career in communications.

That is rude. He should be thankful that I’m not at my best. If not I would beat the hell out of

him for sticking his nose where nobody wants him. My fucking friends, brothers and security

personal believe they are my sitters. Buddy—my foster brother—is looking all shades of pissed.

Next time I need to take my dating to a place he doesn’t own. “D, out!”


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