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My journey has been made possible because I have amazing support. I’ve got the support
of friends, family, and now an online community of fabulous people. When people cheer
you on each day, it is easy to stay fueled and excited. I’m absolutely grateful for
the people in my life that push me to be the best that I can be.
I want to thank my beta readers, whom are also my friends. Leann Jester, Mandy Abel,
Star Price, Holly Sparks, Wendy Colby, Heather Dahlgren, Alexander Godfrey, Nikki
McCrae, and Erica Thompson, you guys provided AMAZING support. Pointing out areas
that didn’t work and gushing over parts you loved, you helped boost the confidence
I needed to finish what I’d started. I can’t thank you enough and look forward to
sending you more of my stories in the future.
I’m especially thankful for the Breaking the Rules Babes. We have a blast sharing
sexy man candy photos and our sucks/sweets of the day. Without the daily support of
my sisters in there, I’d be pretty lost. You girls rock my world!
Mickey, my fabulous editor from I’m a Book Shark, thank you for being amazing. I love
your edits because they strengthen my story but you let me keep my voice. With each
comment about my overuse of words, you soften it with a smiley face. You know how
to make me smile! Thank you Stacey Blake for turning my boring words into a beautiful
work of art. You are the best in the biz and I am so lucky to have you helping me!
A huge thanks goes out to my wonderful husband, Matt. Without you, I wouldn’t have
been able to make this dream possible as it took a lot of time and money. Not only
did you write check after check when I “needed” something else for my book, but you
also kept the children fed and bathed. Tighten those apron straps because I don’t
have plans of stopping any time soon!
Lastly but certainly not least of all, thank you to all of the wonderful readers out
there that are willing to hear my story and enjoy my characters like I do. It means
the world to me!
I’m a thirty three year old self-proclaimed book nerd. Married to my husband for eleven
years, we enjoy spending time with our two lovely children. Writing is a newly acquired
fun hobby for me that has now turned into a livelihood. In the past, I’ve enjoyed
the role as a reader. However, recently, I have learned I absolutely love taking on
the creative role as the writer. Something about determining how the story will play
out intrigues me to no end. My husband claims that it’s because I like to control
things—in a way he’s right!
By day, I run around from appointment to appointment wearing many hats including,
mom, wife, part-time graphic designer, blogger, networker, social media stalker, student,
business owner, and book boyfriend hunter (It’s actually a thing—complete with pink
camo. I lurk around the internet “researching” pictures of hot guys that fit the profile
of whatever book boyfriend I’m reading or writing about).
I guess you can blame my obsession with books on my lovely grandmother whom is quite
possibly my favorite person on the planet. At an early age, she took me to the Half-Priced
bookstore each weekend and allowed me to choose a book. Every single time, she caved
when I begged for two. Without her encouragement, I wouldn’t have been able to cope
during some hard times without my beloved books.
Currently, I am finishing up my college degree that has taken me forever to complete.
It’s just on the list of my many “bucket-list” goals that I subject myself to.
Most days, you can find me firmly planted in front of my computer. It’s my life. If
the world ever loses power, I’d be one of the first to die—of boredom! But, I guess
as long as I have books and a light, I might just survive.
Looking forward, you can expect to see two more novels in the Breaking the Rules Series.
I’m nearly finished with the third. Also, I have a standalone novel that will be released
soon as well.
This writing experience has been a blast and I’ve met some really fabulous people
along the way. I hope my readers enjoy reading my stories as much as I do writing
them. I look forward to connecting with you all!
A little more from K Webster……..
Now Available!
5 months earlier…
We were dead.
Not a soul had walked into the café for the last two hours, which was completely
insane for New York City. The Taylor Swift concert in Central Park had completely
stolen away all of our patrons. Bored to tears, I scrolled through my phone, looking
at pictures of me and Brayden.
Brayden was the love of my life. We met our first year at Columbia in Freshman Comp.
His messy blond hair and crystal blue eyes had captivated me from the moment he sat
down beside me. We had started out as friends but quickly morphed into lovers. He
stole my breath every time I saw him.
Even to this day.
Bray was at Columbia on a baseball scholarship, studying Architecture like me. Now
that graduation was just two weeks away, we’d be able to start focusing on the rest
of our lives. A few months ago, on Valentine’s Day, he proposed to me in Central Park.
It was terribly cliché and romantic. Of course now, instead of focusing on finals,
I could only think of my upcoming wedding and becoming the future Mrs. Brayden Greene.
I stopped on a recent picture of us after a baseball game. We were so happy, smiling
back in the photo.
The All-American couple.
I thought this picture would be the perfect one for our engagement announcement that
was going to go in the newspaper soon.
Dragging me out of my daydreaming, my boss Jeanie hollered at me. “Honey, you might
as well go home. I can’t afford for us to be this slow and pay you to drool over your
fiancé. Think of it as your engagement present. Your one and only day to ever get
out early. You can thank Taylor Swift.”
Completely excited over the news because I never got to leave early, I ran over and
pulled the gruff woman into a hug. “Thank you, Jeanie!” I exclaimed. Pushing me away
with a grunt, she said, “Well, go before I change my mind, little lady. And don’t
get any ideas about this happening again.”
Thank you, Taylor Swift.
Bray and I hardly ever got to spend evenings together because of my job at the café
and his playing baseball. This evening I was going to surprise him. Give him a taste
of what a good wife I could be. He was going to love what I planned on doing to him
once I got hold of his sexy body.
Practically skipping the two blocks to my dorm, I rushed into my room and changed
out of my uniform. I put on my new black lingerie that I’d been dying to show him
and stopped to admire myself in the mirror.
Heels.
I needed heels to complete the look. Just as I slipped them on, the door flung open,
revealing my roommate Pepper.
“What the hell, Andi!” she screeched covering her eyes as she made a beeline to her
desk.
“I got out of work early and I’m going to surprise Bray,” I told her, smiling. Even
with her back to me, I could tell she was rolling her eyes. Pepper was an adorable
girl, but she hid behind her glasses, Columbia sweatshirts, and messy buns. She was
one of the most intelligent people I had ever met.
Having been placed together as dorm mates, we instantly became the best of friends.
I was the sweet, innocent girl in love with a baseball player. She was the Victoria’s
Secret model dressed as a nerd with a little—
okay,
a lot—
of
attitude. We came from different worlds and liked different things but meshed incredibly
well.
“Are you going to prance on over to his room dressed like a hooker?” she asked in
her sardonic tone.
Now it was my turn to roll my eyes. “No way! I’m going to wear my coat. He won’t know
what hit him,” I laughed. She tried to sound annoyed with me, but Pepper was in no
way immune to my happy-girl charms and let out a chuckle.
Wrapping up in my jacket, I blew her a kiss as I walked out the door. Bray wouldn’t
be expecting me for few more hours so he was going to be shocked when he saw me. He
told me he’d be studying for finals in his room while I was working, so I knew he’d
be there. And if his roommate Josh was there, I was going to tell him to get lost.
I missed Bray and I wanted to have some hot sex with my fiancé.
Fiancé.
I still couldn’t get used to the idea.
When I got to his room, I quietly opened it, wanting to surprise him. Realizing that
the lights were off and that he might be napping, I decided I was going to hop into
bed with him and
really
surprise my man. That was until I heard the moan.
What in the world is he doing over there?
