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Beautifully Done
(Beautifully Awake #2)
Beautifully Done
(Beautifully Awake #2)
by
Riley Mackenzie
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Synopsis
Diagnosis: Borrowed time
Treatment: Trust
Prognosis: Beautifully Done
Prognosis: Beautifully Done
Asher Craig drives fast, flies high, and screws
hard. But make no mistake, he’s a gentleman.
He learned way too young that we’re all on
borrowed time. Fair or unfair, you only get one ride. He vows to live for the
moment because it’s the only time he owns. The past is beyond his control and
the future may not exist. With his only loyalties being his family, he thrives
for that edge where plunging over is always in the realm of possibility.
When a beautiful familiar face tilts his axis, he
re-examines everything and realizes that second chances are overrated and a
lifetime of firsts are irreplaceable. In the end, it’s not her medical degree
but his trust that needs to prove that the ride together is worth it ... until
it’s Beautifully Done.
***Author's note*** This can be read as a stand alone novel,
however, it does contain spoilers from Beautifully Awake. We recommend reading Chase and Lili's story
first.
Excerpt
We sat
silent while he fetched my bottle. “So what about you?” She sounded a tad more
relaxed.
“What about
me?”
Her iPhone
whistled with a new text. She tapped the power button, quickly blackening the
screen, before she even had a chance to read the message. Clearly, I was not
invited to eavesdrop. Thoughts of someone else’s sexting was a definite mood
killer anyway. She dropped the phone in her bag and nailed me with her big
cinnamon eyes. “Sorry. Work.” Yeah right.
“No hidden
ink? You all tatted up under this muscley situation you have going on?” She
waved her hands up and down the length of my body. Somehow the tension from
moments ago vanished and now the conversation was about me. Shit. How a woman
could so brilliantly avoid a topic and complete a one-eighty boggled my mind.
But I didn’t mind her acknowledging my body. That had to be a good sign, right?
“I pegg you for something completely over the top to get your lady friends all
hot and bothered?”
I shook my
head for more than one reason. “I don’t need any help from a tat for that.” I
loved that she blushed and tried to play it off hiding behind her clear glass.
“Whatever.”
“Don’t blush,
all you have to do is ask and you are more than welcome to check out-” I copied
her hand motion down my front. “My situation.” I smirked and took a pull from
my beer. Her attempt at a repulsed expression was hilarious. Hey, she started
it.
“Hate you.”
“No you
don’t.”
“True.” She
smiled. Score.
Yep. That's an “s.” There are two of us!
We’re East coast girls separated by Long Island
Sound who met in Physician Assistant School and have been besties ever since.
We can safely say that thirteen miles of water does not get in the way because
we talk or text, no exaggeration, at least 150 times a day. No, really, we
do—about everything and nothing. Shockingly, we never (we mean never) run out
of things to say. Umm, ever. We definitely laugh A LOT and we’re a tad
sarcastic. And if we’re being totally honest, one or two people might have, on
occasion, used our names and ‘dramatic’ in the same sentence. But it’s hard to trust
the sources since they married us.
It only took twelve years, two husbands, five
kids, two dogs, and a two-week vacation in Cape Cod later to decide the romance
world needed a splash of medicine. Write what you know.
So you can easily find us at 4 o'clock on Bank
Street beach with a glass of cold Prosecco brainstorming. And guaranteed if we
bump into you, literally, it’s only because our iPhones are glued to our hands
(totally out of our control) either writing or editing our next novel (and yes,
it is possible to do from your iPhone, we mastered it … damn those straight
quotations).
When we are not working on our book or reading
the latest angsty romance on our kindles, you basically name it and we have it
going on. Soccer, lacrosse, golf, swimming, dance, gymnastics, football, chess,
baseball, basketball, skiing, ice skating, school, homework, and more
school.
Oh yeah, did
we forget to mention our careers in medicine?
Needless to say, we realized fast that something
had to go, so we opted for sleep. It’s completely overrated (yet so AMAZING)
and delirium makes everything funnier. Good thing we share a brain and can
pretty much complete each other’s sentences (definitely weird, we know),
otherwise it might have taken us two years to write Beautifully Awake rather
than one.
So that’s our story, who we are … just add
AUTHORS to the list!
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