Lotus: Second Chance Love with Romantic Suspense

by Jennifer Hartmann

Maybe my expectations live between the pages of books involving heroes with ten-inch schlongs and magical tongues, performing grandeur gestures to sweep their heroines off their feet.

“Because we’re a fucked-up, complicated species prone to self-sabotage, baseless insecurities, and the notion that there’s always something better around the corner. We’re constantly chasing imaginary destinations, thinking we’re missing out, wanting more. We’re never truly present.”

“Like every star in the galaxy tumbled to earth and crawled beneath my skin.”

One week without his closeness, his quirks, his charm, his beautiful soul radiating into me, and it felt like a part of me had withered away. I have no idea how I survived twenty-two years.

The truth is, I didn’t have a heart to give. My heart was with a ghost.

“I’m right here, with you, and I’m still holding on to your heart. Please don’t ask me to give it back.”

“I crave to be inside you more than I craved freedom in all of those twenty-two years combined.”

“I want you to teach me everything. How to touch you, taste you, worship you.”

“I love you, Syd. I loved you then, I love you now, and I’ll love you until my dying day.”

Thank you for coming back for me. Thank you for forgiving me. Thank you for loving me, ugly parts and all.

The Lotus will bloom into the most magnificent flower, even when its roots are in the murkiest of waters.

It’s there we bloom.