The Winter of My Love
by J.L. Lora
A Love for All Seasons, #2
Publication Date: March 15, 2019
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance, Standalone
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SYNOPSIS
Spencer Grayson’s structured world is collapsing. The surrogate he hired to carry his and his late wife’s child has gone missing and the wrong woman is inseminated. There weren’t supposed to be loose ends in this transaction, but it’s turning into a zero-sum game he can’t afford to lose.
Artist Winter Alexander has painted a perfect picture for her life. But when a routine procedure results in an accidental pregnancy, the realistic portrait she painted turns surreal. It’s an error she can’t brush away with a tube of titanium-white, no matter how much she might want to. Especially not when the Grayson is determined she become his substitute surrogate.
To Grayson, Winter is an abstract piece, a collection of soulful shapes and swirls he’s hopelessly mesmerized by. One he wouldn’t have envisioned in his life before. Winter finds Grayson controlling at first, but beneath those cold eyes lies a longing, a torch of desire and vulnerability that makes her agree to things she’d never considered.
They embark on a 40-week journey in the name of a child, navigating through a sea of self-doubt, conflicting emotions and rising feelings. When these nine months are over, will Grayson be able to convince Winter to make him and the baby part of her picture-perfect landscape? What happens next is something neither of them sees coming.
Grayson
“Something’s happened to your sperm.”
My pencil scrapes over the paper, leaving a coal scratch over the area where the parking lot is supposed to go.
And I couldn’t disagree more. Absolutely nothing’s happened to my sperm. Literally. It’s been pooling inside my testicles because I’m too damned busy to arrange a date and too tired to masturbate when I get home.
My primary lawyer doesn’t know that, and I’m sure as hell not going to tell him. I go back to the blueprint proposal for the new factory campus. I don’t have time for whatever gossip the rumor mill has cooked up about me this time.
“Grayson, did you hear me?” Elias’ voice is sharp, with twinges of being fed up.
“I don’t have time for gossip, Elias. This proposal is taking—”
“I wouldn’t bother you if it wasn’t an emergency.”
For fuck’s sake. No, Grayson. Remember the HR training. Stay in the dialogue, make it safe for him, and focus on the desired outcome: getting him the fuck out of here. “Make it quick.”
“Alice disappeared. She hasn’t been seen for the past two days and she never got impregnated.”
My blood trips inside my veins. His words are meshing together and try as I might, I can’t make sense of them. Then they all hit me at once and in a breath I’m up on my feet and around the desk. “Elias, you know I don’t have a fucking sense of humor. If this is some bullshit prank, you’re going to need a surgeon to remove my fist from your throat and a sandwich cart. I will fire your ass so fast no one in the world would hire you again.”
His jaw tightens, the icy glint in his eyes tells me he would punch me. If he could. But his voice is soft and measured. “Grayson, threatening me won’t change the facts. I wouldn’t jest about this. I’m repeating what was told to me. If you answered your phone and didn’t have all your calls routed to me like I’m your secretary, the clinic could have told you personally—”
I hold up a hand. He’s not wrong, but I pay him more than well enough to deal with shit for me when I’m swamped. “You told me it was under control. A couple of days ago, Alice came in here and assured me she felt good and all was going according to plan. You backed her up. Now you come to me with this bullshit?”
Elias presses a hand to his mouth. “All was supposed to be well. We had a pregnancy confirmation and it was evolving according to plan.”
“But you went to the appointment with her.”
“I couldn’t go, Grayson.” His voice rises. “You sent me to the closing for the buildings near Havre de Grace. I wouldn’t have made it on time. She went into the appointment that day by herself and I met her for lunch after. She showed me the procedure confirmation. I had no reason to doubt her. The positive test two weeks later confirmed it was all done. I can’t be in all places at once.”
I go back around my desk to check my calendar but I hadn’t added any reminders. Fuck me. This is not happening.
ABOUT J.L. LORA
J. L. Lora is a Dominican-American author. Her stories explore the dark side of good characters, people living in the gray areas of life while playing the cards life has dealt them. She loves strong heroines and their equally powerful Men. She currently lives in Maryland, pursuing her dream of writing compelling, sexy, can’t-put-down stories about empowered, badass alpha heroines and take-your-breath-away alpha heroes
If you wish to know more information about J. L. Lora, you can visit her website: www.JLLora.com.
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