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As if life couldn't get anymore stressful, we're moving...
I've been house hunting for a while. Sort of.
It hasn't been an in-depth search where I'm on the phone with my realtor every day and touring every home in town. It's been more of a slow process. I've toured three homes in total and put in an offer a couple months ago that ended up in a bidding war. We came in #2 on that one.
I wasn't sad or worried we'd never find our perfect home. I figured when the timing was right, things would fall together. So I went ahead and continued on with life as planned.
I scheduled mediation for our child support modification for next month. Then I scheduled multiple meetings about Special Ed transition services for my kiddo. And don't forget the wisdom teeth removal two hours away because it's the closest location. All of this with a December 1 book deadline looming. But that's life, right? You schedule your meetings and do your job and you might get tired but it happens so no big deal.
Until the perfect house lands in your lap and suddenly you're closing the same week as mediation, a release and the wisdom teeth issue. All while dealing with inspections and plumbers and contractors and painters who are going to convert the shed in the backyard to a livable space. Not to mention, now I have to fix the rental we're in so I can get my deposit back because I owe a reletting fee for breaking my lease. There is a lot of my plate. A. Lot.
But a strange thing has happened. I could be freaking out right now, wondering how the hell I'm going to get it all done. I could be panicking and yelling at the kids and not sleeping. I could be crying on my desk right now from the stress of it all.
Oddly, I'm not. I'm so peaceful because this is so RIGHT. I know it with every bone in my body. Even when we got in a bidding war for this house, I just knew it was ours. And even with the plumbers and contractors all flaking on me, I'm still not worried. Somehow I know it's going to be alright.
So keep me in your thoughts and prayers over the next six or so weeks, and feel free to yell at me if you see me on social media. It's going to be a LOT to juggle and I probably will need my butt kicked to stay focused.
But it's weird how much worry disappears when you know you're exactly where you're supposed to be doing exactly what you're supposed to be doing. I hope that same peace for you!
~
Speaking of release day...
The Final Hart Book is Almost Here!
Here's a sneak peak of Matter of Fact, coming November 11:
Feeling a sudden burst of confidence, I lean in and place my hand on his thigh. I’m not sure if I’m being seductive or supportive but I’m not afraid to try and find out this time.
“How is your shoulder feeling now?”
Liam’s brow raises and he looks down at my hand. His nostrils flare for just a split second, as if he’s trying to maintain some form of control. I still don’t know if I’m being flirty or crossing some unwritten line, but he makes no move to push my hand away so I take that as a good sign.
“It uh…” he clears his throat and I feel so powerful by rendering him speechless.
Is this what women mean when they say they feel empowered?
“It still hurts like a bitch. Have to have surgery next week to fix it.”
I remove my hand and he shakes his head just slightly.“I’m sorry. That must be really scary.”
“Not scary as much as frustrating. I’ll be out for at least twelve weeks which is messing with my brain, I think.”
“I get that. Nothing like thinking you’re set at your job and suddenly a wrench is thrown in it and you no longer know where you stand.”
“You do get it.”
“I work for my ex-boyfriend’s mother, remember?” I shift in myself, too embarrassed to look at him while I tell him the whole truth. “Turns out she’s the one who set him up with the girl he took out to dinner an hour after he broke up with me.”
“Oh, now that is some shit right there.”
“Yep. But it opened my eyes to a few things.”
“Really? Like what?”
“Like I wasted a lot of years trying to be something that I might not actually be, trying to fit into that world. But what if I’m not that person? What if I’m actually someone completely different and I just don’t know it because I’ve never explored any other side of me?”
“I’d say you’re doing a good job figuring it out already.”
He touches my hair again and it reminds me I can take chances. There is nothing stopping me. The world is my oyster or however the saying goes, I just have to go for it.
My heart beating rapidly, I make a decision I hope I won’t regret tomorrow. Somehow, though, I don’t think I will.
“Can I ask you a question? And if it’s totally inappropriate, or you don’t want to just say so and I’ll be fine.”
He downs the last of his drink and turns to me. “Shoot.”
“Will you go home with me for the night?”
I purposely throw the words out in a rush, not because I think I’ll change my mind, but because I’m afraid I’d lose my nerve otherwise.
Liam just looks at me, probably trying to gather his thoughts. I know what his hesitation is, so I don’t allow him to even say it.
“I know I was drunk the other night when I first propositioned you, and you were right to decline. I would have woken up the next morning with regrets. But that’s why I’m asking you now, when I’m one hundred percent sober—because looking back on the last decade of my life, I’ve never taken the time to explore who I am. What I like to do. Who I am as a person or a woman and I want to change that. It started with the hair, but there’s more to life than just the vanity part, you know? I’ve never had a one-night stand and I know that’s not a bad thing, but what if it turns out I like sex? What if I like more than missionary position and, there are other things, too? How will I ever know if I don’t take the time to learn?”
Liam swallows hard, this voice coming out husky and deep. “And you think I’m the one to show you all that?”
I shrug, my lips tilted up in a smirk. “I don’t know. But I think you’ll be respectful and kind and if it turns out I’m not a one-night stand kind of girl, you won’t be the guy to treat me like dirt after the fact.”
I don’t know how I am so sure of his character. Maybe it’s because Kiersten trusted him to get me into an Uber. Maybe it’s because he turned down a drunk woman who threw herself at him. Maybe it’s because Lauren so quickly left us alone and Lauren never used to leave us alone with men she didn’t trust in public. Girl code and all that.But somehow, I know deep down inside that Liam is one of the good ones.
“I would never disrespect a woman like that.”
“We’ve only met a couple of times, but if I trust anyone with treating me with respect, no matter what the outcome, it’s you.”
Gesturing to get the bartender’s attention, he tosses his credit card on the counter. "Are you absolutely sure you want to do this?”
Nervous excitement runs through me. Even if I wanted to back out, I wouldn’t. Just the possibility of having one night with a man like Liam has me feeling eager to get back to my place. It’s as if all these possibilities of who I am and who I might be have been awakened and a night of passion is the way I’m going to figure out the key to it all.
“I’ve never been more sure in my life,” I whisper.
He blinks once, a lusty haze on his face. Reaching out, he runs the back of his finger down my cheek. It leaves a trail of burning nerve endings in its wake. “
If you change your mind, all you have to do is say so.”
“Which is exactly why I won't."
Preorder Matter of Fact Here:
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Amazon CA: https://amzn.to/3yveBbi
Amazon AU: https://amzn.to/3wmB5Ki
Amazon UK: https://amzn.to/3ACu5Mv
~
BOOK NEWS!!
Exciting things are happening. Here's what new!
I've got a new FB page!
I got hit by a hacker so Facebook shut down my regular page!
If your'e looking for me, here's the link so you don't miss my posts! I'd so appreciate it!
https://www.facebook.com/mecarterbooks
~
Have you read Panther?
It's such a fun read for Halloween.
Don't miss out on this brand new paranormal romance!
Amazon https://amzn.to/3kms016
Apple Books https://apple.co/2VRJh90
Kobo https://bit.ly/2XGdeK3
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~
The holidays are beginning! Enjoy all your candy!
💜M.E. Carter
It hasn't been an in-depth search where I'm on the phone with my realtor every day and touring every home in town. It's been more of a slow process. I've toured three homes in total and put in an offer a couple months ago that ended up in a bidding war. We came in #2 on that one.
I wasn't sad or worried we'd never find our perfect home. I figured when the timing was right, things would fall together. So I went ahead and continued on with life as planned.
I scheduled mediation for our child support modification for next month. Then I scheduled multiple meetings about Special Ed transition services for my kiddo. And don't forget the wisdom teeth removal two hours away because it's the closest location. All of this with a December 1 book deadline looming. But that's life, right? You schedule your meetings and do your job and you might get tired but it happens so no big deal.
Until the perfect house lands in your lap and suddenly you're closing the same week as mediation, a release and the wisdom teeth issue. All while dealing with inspections and plumbers and contractors and painters who are going to convert the shed in the backyard to a livable space. Not to mention, now I have to fix the rental we're in so I can get my deposit back because I owe a reletting fee for breaking my lease. There is a lot of my plate. A. Lot.
But a strange thing has happened. I could be freaking out right now, wondering how the hell I'm going to get it all done. I could be panicking and yelling at the kids and not sleeping. I could be crying on my desk right now from the stress of it all.
Oddly, I'm not. I'm so peaceful because this is so RIGHT. I know it with every bone in my body. Even when we got in a bidding war for this house, I just knew it was ours. And even with the plumbers and contractors all flaking on me, I'm still not worried. Somehow I know it's going to be alright.
So keep me in your thoughts and prayers over the next six or so weeks, and feel free to yell at me if you see me on social media. It's going to be a LOT to juggle and I probably will need my butt kicked to stay focused.
But it's weird how much worry disappears when you know you're exactly where you're supposed to be doing exactly what you're supposed to be doing. I hope that same peace for you!
~
Speaking of release day...
The Final Hart Book is Almost Here!
Here's a sneak peak of Matter of Fact, coming November 11:
Feeling a sudden burst of confidence, I lean in and place my hand on his thigh. I’m not sure if I’m being seductive or supportive but I’m not afraid to try and find out this time.
“How is your shoulder feeling now?”
Liam’s brow raises and he looks down at my hand. His nostrils flare for just a split second, as if he’s trying to maintain some form of control. I still don’t know if I’m being flirty or crossing some unwritten line, but he makes no move to push my hand away so I take that as a good sign.
“It uh…” he clears his throat and I feel so powerful by rendering him speechless.
Is this what women mean when they say they feel empowered?
“It still hurts like a bitch. Have to have surgery next week to fix it.”
I remove my hand and he shakes his head just slightly.“I’m sorry. That must be really scary.”
“Not scary as much as frustrating. I’ll be out for at least twelve weeks which is messing with my brain, I think.”
“I get that. Nothing like thinking you’re set at your job and suddenly a wrench is thrown in it and you no longer know where you stand.”
“You do get it.”
“I work for my ex-boyfriend’s mother, remember?” I shift in myself, too embarrassed to look at him while I tell him the whole truth. “Turns out she’s the one who set him up with the girl he took out to dinner an hour after he broke up with me.”
“Oh, now that is some shit right there.”
“Yep. But it opened my eyes to a few things.”
“Really? Like what?”
“Like I wasted a lot of years trying to be something that I might not actually be, trying to fit into that world. But what if I’m not that person? What if I’m actually someone completely different and I just don’t know it because I’ve never explored any other side of me?”
“I’d say you’re doing a good job figuring it out already.”
He touches my hair again and it reminds me I can take chances. There is nothing stopping me. The world is my oyster or however the saying goes, I just have to go for it.
My heart beating rapidly, I make a decision I hope I won’t regret tomorrow. Somehow, though, I don’t think I will.
“Can I ask you a question? And if it’s totally inappropriate, or you don’t want to just say so and I’ll be fine.”
He downs the last of his drink and turns to me. “Shoot.”
“Will you go home with me for the night?”
I purposely throw the words out in a rush, not because I think I’ll change my mind, but because I’m afraid I’d lose my nerve otherwise.
Liam just looks at me, probably trying to gather his thoughts. I know what his hesitation is, so I don’t allow him to even say it.
“I know I was drunk the other night when I first propositioned you, and you were right to decline. I would have woken up the next morning with regrets. But that’s why I’m asking you now, when I’m one hundred percent sober—because looking back on the last decade of my life, I’ve never taken the time to explore who I am. What I like to do. Who I am as a person or a woman and I want to change that. It started with the hair, but there’s more to life than just the vanity part, you know? I’ve never had a one-night stand and I know that’s not a bad thing, but what if it turns out I like sex? What if I like more than missionary position and, there are other things, too? How will I ever know if I don’t take the time to learn?”
Liam swallows hard, this voice coming out husky and deep. “And you think I’m the one to show you all that?”
I shrug, my lips tilted up in a smirk. “I don’t know. But I think you’ll be respectful and kind and if it turns out I’m not a one-night stand kind of girl, you won’t be the guy to treat me like dirt after the fact.”
I don’t know how I am so sure of his character. Maybe it’s because Kiersten trusted him to get me into an Uber. Maybe it’s because he turned down a drunk woman who threw herself at him. Maybe it’s because Lauren so quickly left us alone and Lauren never used to leave us alone with men she didn’t trust in public. Girl code and all that.But somehow, I know deep down inside that Liam is one of the good ones.
“I would never disrespect a woman like that.”
“We’ve only met a couple of times, but if I trust anyone with treating me with respect, no matter what the outcome, it’s you.”
Gesturing to get the bartender’s attention, he tosses his credit card on the counter. "Are you absolutely sure you want to do this?”
Nervous excitement runs through me. Even if I wanted to back out, I wouldn’t. Just the possibility of having one night with a man like Liam has me feeling eager to get back to my place. It’s as if all these possibilities of who I am and who I might be have been awakened and a night of passion is the way I’m going to figure out the key to it all.
“I’ve never been more sure in my life,” I whisper.
He blinks once, a lusty haze on his face. Reaching out, he runs the back of his finger down my cheek. It leaves a trail of burning nerve endings in its wake. “
If you change your mind, all you have to do is say so.”
“Which is exactly why I won't."
Preorder Matter of Fact Here:
Apple Books: https://apple.co/3ABAY0A
Nook: https://bit.ly/3AxHjdu
Kobo: https://bit.ly/3qQcJqW
Amazon US: https://amzn.to/3hDkkVP
Amazon CA: https://amzn.to/3yveBbi
Amazon AU: https://amzn.to/3wmB5Ki
Amazon UK: https://amzn.to/3ACu5Mv
~
BOOK NEWS!!
Exciting things are happening. Here's what new!
I've got a new FB page!
I got hit by a hacker so Facebook shut down my regular page!
If your'e looking for me, here's the link so you don't miss my posts! I'd so appreciate it!
https://www.facebook.com/mecarterbooks
~
Have you read Panther?
It's such a fun read for Halloween.
Don't miss out on this brand new paranormal romance!
Amazon https://amzn.to/3kms016
Apple Books https://apple.co/2VRJh90
Kobo https://bit.ly/2XGdeK3
Nook https://bit.ly/3AD6tY1
~
The holidays are beginning! Enjoy all your candy!
💜M.E. Carter
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