Sam wakes up in the hospital expecting to find his girlfriend by his bedside. Instead, he finds a bleached-blond diva, claiming to be his fiancée, hovering over him. When he learns that he's just woken up from a coma and has lost the last three years of his life, any semblance of stability he thought he had falls down around him. All he wants – all he needs – is Lil.
After countless visits with her shrink and too many sleepless nights waiting for the one man she loves to walk back through the door, Lil wants nothing more than to separate herself from the life she used to have. But the moment Sam smiles at her, Lil knows it's going to take more than self-restraint to stay away.
Second-Rate Chances is about a young man fighting to regain his memory, and the one thing in his life that felt real. A modern-day Samson and Delilah, it's a look at what it means to love and be loved, and to fight though it seems hopeless.
The door opened, the bell sounding off loud in the empty room. Sam turned his head and was grateful it was Kane. He walked over, patting him on the back as he sat in the vacant stool to Sam’s right.
“You holding up okay?” he asked.
“We’re about to see,” Sam replied.
Just then, the door opened again and Sam’s stomach knotted up. He looked at her walking toward them, determination in every step. Her face was drawn tight, a sure sign that Ellie wasn’t happy.
She stood at the bar, keeping the empty stool on his other side as a barrier between them. Ellie put her purse on the wooden top, and then placed her hand on her hip, cocking it to the side.
With a cool tone and an inverted brow to go with her penetrating stare, Ellie said, “You know I’m going to kick your ass, right?”
“Let me explain,” Sam reasoned.
“Oh,” Ellie said in a dramatic fashion and rolling her eyes. “You damn well better. And I expect it to be good. No bullshit, Sam. Not this time.”
By the time he explained his side of the story with what happened with Lil, which had coincided with what Ellie had been told, he started the pitch that could help him get the love of his life back in his arms. When he was done, he waited for what seemed like days for Ellie to speak.
To help ease some sort of response out of her, he added, “If you help me, I promise you I’ll make this up to you. Whatever it is, consider it yours.”
“Sam, you don’t owe me anything. Lil on the other hand, you owe her so much more than some second rate, second chance.”
Hoping Ellie could see the honesty reflecting in his eyes he said, “I’m not asking for a second chance with her, Ellie. I’m asking for forever.”
People have often told me that I live in a fantasy world. Little did they know, I was building an empire of stories in my head to one day share.
I'm a mother first, a wife second, and a writer third. I'm so thankful to have been given this chance to get my stories out of my head and onto paper.
When I'm not writing, I sell plumbing (no I'm not kidding) and read romances that leave my heart a flutter. I know a ridiculous amount of pop culture information and can quote certain movies word for word. Music drives me to write and to also sing off key.