Suspenseful, steamy and based on a true life event, this novel will keep you at the edge of your seats!

TRAINWRECK Book 1 and Book 2…

The phone rang and I answered. “Boys’ toys.”
“Saarah, tu aimes les fleurs?”
The rich, sultry voice on the other end sent a shudder zigzagging through me. Ari! Even though I didn’t speak French, I knew what he was asking. My lips quivered.
“Yes, they’re lovely, but I’m very busy right now and have to go.” I spat out the words and, with a trembling hand, hung up the phone. My heart was heavy, my stomach in knots. I stared at the flowers and then at the cheerful photo I kept on my desk of my mother and me taken the year before she fell ill. I felt ill; I knew what I had to do. I had no choice. Tears brimmed in my eyes.
The phone rang again. With hesitancy, I answered it.
“Saarah, that was rather rude.”
“I’m sorry,” I muttered.
“Do I have to give you another good spanking?”
Instead of responding to his unnerving question, I blurted out, “I can’t see you tonight.” Or ever, I thought as my heart plummeted.
I slammed down the phone.
The phone rang again. My heart stammered. I let it ring without answering it. It stopped.
Then it rang again. It was even harder this time not to answer it. Desire fought the despair that tore through me. In my heart, I knew I was making the right decision. With my mother about to lose her medical insurance, there was no way I could afford to lose my job. It wouldn’t be easy to find another one. Jobs were hard to come by.