Read an excerpt from Making Sense by Lila Rose
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Adalyn Sage.
I'm thirty-seven, a mother, a divorcee, and I’m ready to date again.
I need a man willing to love me for who I am, despite what size I am. Only finding such a guy is harder than it’s cracked up to be. Afterall, I'm a little clumsy and just a tad outspoken… that is unless I’m in front of a man so good-looking my panties melt. Then I become an absolute weirdo.
Case in point: Vice Salvatore. Stunning. Growly. And also my boss.
Thank God his a**hole attitude put my racing heart at ease and changed my lust to hate.
Nope. I don’t care for him. Won’t. I’ll continue to ignore my ladybits and stay strong.
At least for a while.
Excerpt
With lack of sleep, I made my way to the elevator from the underground parking garage ready to start my new job. A sure sign a panic attack was looming was how my hands shook as I pressed the button and waited for the door to open to then take me to the twentieth floor. Where Vice Salvatore would be.
The man hadn’t even asked if I could do assistant work. For all he knew about me, I was only good at selling sex toys. What would I have to do as his assistant? I could make a mean cup of coffee, and answering phones was simple enough. Did I have to file? Would I be any good at it? Then again, it couldn’t be any harder than when I took care of John’s bookkeeping.
Right?
My breaths came faster and faster as the bell chimed for the arrival of the elevator and the doors slid open. This is it. Doom day. Disaster day. Death day. Any of those I was sure would be appropriate.
Stepping into the elevator, I pressed the number. My legs shook, and since my hands were still dancing their own jig, I tucked them under my armpits. My bag slipped from my shoulder, but I left it and closed my eyes breathing deeply through my nose and then out my mouth.
I needed to calm down or I would have sweat stains on my white blouse. Molly had said I looked great when I sent her a photo of myself dressed that morning. I again glanced down at my dark knee-length pencil skirt and second-guessed my choice. Not only were the clothes a little restricting, but I wore heels. Heels and I weren’t friends because they always seemed to trip me up.
Mom had been giddy with the news of me getting out of the adult store. In fact, I was sure she was half in love with Vice already, and she hadn’t even met him. She also assured me I looked amazing for my first day. Then she suggested I undo more buttons on my blouse to give the girls breathing room. Which was when I told her for the millionth time Vice Salvatore was annoying, bossy, my boss, plus Molly’s brother. In other words, he was off limits.
The doors opened, and I had the sudden urge to vomit as I stepped out and into a room full of hustle and bustle.
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About the Author
Lila was born in Brisbane Australia, her step-dad was in the Army which caused them to move around a lot. They finally settled in country Victoria, Australia. Being the youngest of four children she admits she was spoilt a bit. Even drove her mum crazy when she refused to eat meat at a young age.
Now, Lila lives with her husband and two children.
She started writing in 2013 and self-published the first of the Hawks MC: Ballarat Charter series- Holding Out. Since then, she has published seventeen other titles, which range from romantic comedy, erotica, YA, and paranormal.
