Mistake
by K Webster
Breaking the Rules Series #4
Publication Date: November 24, 2014
***Mistake is book four in the Breaking the Rules series, but can be read as a standalone.***
Opal Redding has led a life full of mistakes. She left home at an early age to pursue a dream and follow her sister to the big city. Unfortunately, that dream turned into a nightmare when she landed in the clutches of the evilest and vilest of men.
Luckily, she escaped.
Now, four years later, Opal has buckled down and focused on never making mistakes that hurt her or those around her ever again. She went after her college degree and the sexy investment banker, Trent Sutton.
For four long years, she cultivated their friendship in hopes of, one day, running off into the sunset with her prince.
As graduation nears, Trent finally notices her as a desirable woman and not just a friend. All of her hard work is finally paying off. The white picket fence and two point five kids are within her grasp.
Until she meets him.
Thad Sutton lives in the shadow of his brother. Fresh out of rehab with a hopeful outlook on life, Thad meets Opal and is drawn to her more than any drug ever could. But is she toxic to his recovery?
When Opal is faced with a decision between two brothers, the right choice and the awful choice, she finds her resolve to have a perfect life begin to falter.
Will she choose the right path? Or will she make the biggest mistake of her life?
“Mom,
this is my friend,
Opal,” Trent introduces. This time, I actually do wince at his
chosen word for our relationship.
“Lovely
to meet you, Coral,” she replies coolly, a smirk tugging at her
lips.
In this moment, I
realize the woman has decided that she doesn’t like me. I could
almost scream in frustration. Four years of trying to make something
happen with Trent only for his mother to hate me for no fucking
reason.
“It’s
Opal,
and it’s nice to meet you as well, Dr. Sutton,” I speak evenly.
I meet her glare this time. Just as Bray fought for Olive, I’ll
fight for Trent and our white picket fence.
Mr.
Sutton stands and makes his way over to us. “I’m Trent Senior,
but everyone just calls me TS.” He smiles warmly and stretches out
his hand in greeting.
I
relax a bit and shake his hand. “Nice to meet you, sir,” I
politely reply.
“Well,
Trent, won’t you and your friend
join us in the dining room,” Dr. Sutton instructs snootily,
choosing to emphasize the word friend.
We all begin to
leave the parlor for the dining room when a deep voice speaks up
behind me.
“So,
Trent, if she’s just a friend,
you won’t mind me asking her out, will you?” the velvety voice
questions.
Trent and I both
whirl around to see an extremely good-looking man standing in the
doorway with arms crossed. He’s wearing an unbuttoned dress shirt
over a Nine Inch Nails T-shirt and has paired it with what looks like
the holiest pair of jeans he could find. The black Doc Martens on
his feet complete the badass, doesn’t-fit-in-the-perfect-home
appearance.
“You’re
back,” Trent growls at him. He seems angry at this man’s sudden
appearance. By the looks of it, he must be his brother.
Against my mind’s
wishes, my eyes hungrily take in the man’s appearance. He seems
out of place standing in the doorway of the pristine parlor. His
hair is styled in a ‘just fucked’ sort of way, which makes my
hands twitch at my sides with the need to run my fingers through it.
Amused, green eyes peer back at me, clearly catching me eyeballing
him. I try to look away, but I can’t until I’ve looked over
every inch of him.
“You
know you missed me, big brother,” the man teases, but there is a
hint of something in his tone. Bitterness? Anger? Sadness?
“Opal,
this is Thaddeus. Thaddeus, this is—” Trent attempts to
introduce us, but his brother interrupts him.
“I
know, Trent. That’s your friend,
Opal,” he replies and meets his brother’s glare with one of his
own.
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