Title: Luck of Love
Authors: Tiffany Aleman and Ashley Poch
Release date: June 2013
Cover: Okay Creations
Blake Riley thought she could leave her traumatic past behind when she left for college. Starting a new life and moving forward never sounded so good. Living carefree with her best friend in Ocean City New Jersey gave her the freedom she had always hoped for.
But sometimes life isn’t so carefree.
When Blake finds herself torn between the affections of two men, emotions that have been buried for years will be exposed. Derrick, a powerful CEO of a popular casino resort, instantly captivates her. Being drawn into his domineering passion, she bares herself to him in a way she least expected. With Landon, a successful attorney, she can be someone new; someone free from her haunting past. Each man evokes a different side of Blake. As both relationships grow stronger, walls will slowly begin to crack.
What will happen when the past slowly creeps its way into the present?
With two worlds filled with secrets and lies, it’s only a matter of time before they crash and truths are revealed.
“Blake, I can always make time for you. Speaking of, what are you doing this weekend?” I ask her casually.
“I’m working. I took off yesterday to spend some time with my boyfriend.”
She made sure to emphasize boyfriend. She doesn’t want me to forget the friends-only rule that we had established. I’ll do as we discussed, but like I told her, she doesn’t have a ring on her finger. “Did you have a good time?” I ask nonchalantly. I really don’t want to know, but I don’t want her to think that it bothers me either.
“Yeah I did. It was really nice. He took me to Atlantic City where he lives and showed me around the casino he works at. We also went on a really nice date.” I hear her sighing into the phone, “Landon…I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be telling you about my date. I know how you feel about me, and here I am rubbing my relationship in your face and that’s not fair to you. I really am very sorry.”
“Don’t worry about it, okay. I asked and that’s my fault. I didn’t know when I asked that you were going to go into detail, but I am glad that you had a good time. Well, I should let you go. I have a meeting in fifteen minutes anyways, but I’ll talk to you later.” I end the call before she even has a chance to respond. I’m such an ass. There’s a storm brewing inside me as I cradle my head in my hands. I’m not pissed that she had a good time on her date; she deserves it. I’m pissed because I wish that date would’ve been with me; but it wasn’t. My emotions are running rampant as I think about how she has my head and my heart pulling in opposite directions. A small part of me wants to care that she has a boyfriend, but that’s only because I have some morals. For the most part—I don’t care. I want nothing more than to make her mine.