When Kelly Elliott started
to write Broken Love she decided what better way to write this fan wanted
book than to let readers help write it!!
Every 3-4 weeks Kelly will
write a few chapters and at the end there will be a few questions and the
readers can vote which direction this novella will go.
Prologue – Ava
Nothing about my
relationship with Johnny was normal. We met and fell in love immediately. He
asked me to marry him on our two-month anniversary and I said yes. My mother
cried, and my father lectured me for three hours straight. He kept repeating,
“This isn’t normal, Ava.”
What was normal anyway?
According to my father,
knowing someone at least six months before agreeing to marry him or her was
normal. I, of course, disagreed and let my whirlwind relationship with Johnny
totally blind me of what I couldn’t see before my very eyes.
As I stood in front of four
different cakes, I couldn’t help but glance around the bakery. Johnny and I
were having a small wedding, held at his parent’s country club in Austin. His
mother had insisted we not elope, which was exactly what we had both wanted to
do.
Turning my attention to
Johnny, I watched as he talked to the young redhead who had been helping us.
“So, have you narrowed it
down?” she asked as she smiled brightly at Johnny and barely acknowledged I was
there.
With a shrug of his
shoulder, Johnny turned to me and said, “Ava, could I possibly talk to you
outside for a moment?”
I gave Johnny a slight smile
as I nodded my head. “Of course.”
Johnny placed his hand on my
lower back and guided me out of the bakery. I frowned as I thought how his hand
on my lower back should cause my stomach to dip. At least that is how it is for
the girls in the romance books I read. The touch of his hand on my body should
ignite my body in flames.
Ha! I’d never experienced
those feelings before in my entire life. There was a reason it was called
fiction.
As we stepped out of the
bakery, I flashed him a smile as I decided maybe what we needed was some
afternoon delight. Placing my hand on his chest, I licked my lips and purred,
“I know something else I’d rather be tasting.”
Johnny looked away as he
stared down the street with an empty look in his eyes. “Ava, I need to talk to
you.”
My smile faded as I
instantly gnawed on my lower lip. His voice was serious and I had a terrible
feeling he was about to say something that was going to prove my father right.
“Okay, right now or after we
pick out a cake?”
Johnny looked into my eyes
and shook his head. “I need to be honest with you, Ava.”
My heart sank as I held my
breath involuntarily before finding the air to speak again. “Honesty is always
nice.”
As he closed his eyes I
fought to hold back the tears I knew were about to fall.
“There’s someone else. I
didn’t mean for it to happen, but it did. She's amazing and she makes me feel
alive.”
Anger quickly raced through
my body as I took a step back. “Is that so? Kind of like how I made you feel
alive? Or does she make you feel alive in some other kind of way?”
Shaking his head, Johnny let
out a sigh. “I’ve known Lisa almost my whole life. We ran into each other about
a month ago and well, things just sparked between us.”
I placed my hand over my
stomach and let out a moan. “Oh. My. God. You’ve been cheating on me?”
“No! Well, I mean it wasn’t
like I did it on purpose. We fell in love, Ava and I can’t deny how I feel
about her. I’ve only slept with her twice.”
My mouth dropped open as I
stared at him with a blank expression. “Are you kidding me right now? Are you
really that big of a dick that you would actually tell me you’ve only slept
with her twice? Is that some how supposed to make me feel better you dickhead?”
Johnny glanced around as he
took me by the arm and started walking toward his Audi. I hated that car. I
hated him. I hated that my father had been right.
“I would have thought you
would have been happy that I told you this before we got married.”
Holy freaking hell.
What did I ever see in this
jerk?
Letting out a chuckle, I
nodded. “No, you’re right. Better you told me before I went off and married you
and God forbid had a child with you.”
“Ava, you have to admit this
was all rushed. We got caught up in the whole romance side of things and lost
focus on reality.”
“Reality? You think I’ve
lost focus on reality? You know what’s real, Johnny?”
He lifted his hand and
gently placed it on the side of my face. His thumb moved ever so slow as his
eyes softened. “The pain you’re feeling right now, Ava. I know this hurts, but
baby you’re going to find someone else.”
He did not. No. He. Did.
Not.
“You got one part of that
right. Pain. But it’s not the pain I’m feeling, it’s the pain you're about to
feel you asshole.”
I lifted my knee and hit him
right in the balls. I hadn’t seen a guy go down on one knee since I
accidentally hit Walker in the balls with a golf club.
Johnny doubled over as he
cried out in pain.
“Have a happy life with,
Lisa.”
Turning on my heels, I
walked away quickly. Not sure whether I should cry or scream, I pulled out my
phone and dialed the one person I knew would understand.
My mother.
“Hey baby girl. How did the
cake tasting go? Did you pick out a cake?”
Pressing my lips together, I
tried to figure out how to deliver the blow. “No. But I did kick Johnny in the
balls out on the sidewalk in front of the bakery.”
Silence.
“You remember that time I
hit Walker with the golf club.”
“Yes,” my mother said
slowly.
“Picture that. He went down
on one knee pretty damn fast.”
“What happened?”
Rolling my eyes, I wiped the
tears away. “He met someone else. Someone who made him feel alive. He had sex
with her mom. The bastard cheated on me. I hate him.”
“Oh sweetheart. I’m so sorry
this has happened to you. Baby, why don’t you head on home and spend a few days
with us, I know your father would love to have you home.”
Laughing, I shook my head
and said, “Oh I’m sure he would. The second he sees me he’s going to say I told
you so.”
“He would not, Ava Moore.
You’re father loves you and cares about you.”
Closing my eyes tightly, I
whispered, “I know.”
Before I had a chance to
open my eyes, I slammed into someone. My eyes flew open as my phone flew out of
my hands and I let out a curse word.
“Shit!”
I had been stopped dead in
my tracks. Dropping down, I reached for my phone and for the papers I’d just
caused this man to drop. As I lifted my eyes, I sucked in a breath of air.
Beautiful hazel eyes stared
into my blue. “I-I’m so sorry,” I said as I handed him a few pieces of paper.
The smile that spread across
his face caused the earth to shake. Okay, not really, but it felt like it. I
almost fell back onto my ass as I tried to contain the crazy feeling that
zipped through my body when his hand brushed lightly across mine.
“I wasn’t looking where I
was going,” I said as he helped me into a standing position.
The beautiful mystery man
pinned me with his stare. My eyes roamed his perfect face. He was slightly tan,
but I couldn’t tell if that was from the sun or his genes. His dark hair had
that perfect messy look to it as he ran his hand through it and laughed.
“You don’t say? It’s not
every day I run into a beautiful lady. I believe my day has officially been
made.”
His voice sounded like an
angel.
Okay, so I don’t really know
what an angel would sound like, but if I could imagine it, I’d say this guy had
it down. It was soft, yet masculine. Sexy, yet, compassionate.
“I’m glad,” I whispered.
He lifted his eyebrows and
tiled his head as his eyes landed on my lips. “Glad you ran into me?”
My cell phone began ringing
in my hand as I lifted it up to see it was my mother. Shit! I’d forgotten she
was on the line. Giving him an awkward smile, I said, “No! Well, yes. No wait,
I’m glad your day has been made … by me running into you.”
Oh dear God, Ava. Stop
talking. Lifting my phone, I grinned and said, “It’s my mom.”
“May I at least get your
name?”
My teeth sunk down into my
lip as I let out a soft chuckle. “Ava.”
Mystery man’s eyes lit up as
he gave me a slight nod, followed by the sexiest wink I’d ever seen. He lifted
his hand to my chin and forced my eyes to his. If I hadn’t been acutely aware
of every single action he made, I’d have missed his thumb move lightly over my
bottom lip.
“The pleasure was most
definitely mine, Ava.”
The stupid goofy grin on my
face was evident as he chuckled, dropped his hand, and began walking off as I
stood there in a stupor.
My phone rang again as I hit
answer and whispered, “Hello?”
“Ava, are you okay? What
happened?”
I shook my head to clear my
thoughts as I glanced over my shoulder at my mystery man walking away from me.
Getting a grip on myself, I headed toward my car. I was so thankful I had
suggested meeting Johnny at the bakery.
“Sorry, Mom. I accidentally
ran into someone. Hey, I think I’m going to do what you said. I need a few days
of fresh country air. Besides, I can work from anywhere.”
I could practically hear my
mother jumping. “Oh yah! When are you coming?”
“Today. I just need to go to
my place and pack a bag.”
“Okay, sweetheart. Be
careful driving, and we’ll see you in a few hours. Oh, I’ll make your favorite
dinner!”
Reaching my car, I turned
around again. I wasn’t sure why. Maybe I was hoping my mystery man would be
standing there.
“Sounds great, Mom. I’ll let
you know when I’m on my way. I love you, Mom.”
“I love you too, Ava. We’ll
have you forgetting Johnny in no time.”
Slipping into the drivers
seat, I started my car and said, “Johnny who?”
*** Copyright 2015 Broken
Love Kelly Elliott***
Kelly Elliott is married to a wonderful Texas cowboy who has
a knack for making her laugh almost daily and supports her crazy ideas and
dreams for some unknown reason...he claims it's because he loves her!
She’s also a mom to an amazing daughter who is constantly
asking for something to eat while her fingers move like mad on her cell phone
sending out what is sure to be another very important text message.
In her spare time she loves to sit in her small corner
overlooking the Texas hill country and write.
One of her favorite things to do is go for hikes around her
property with Gus....her chocolate lab and the other man in her life, and Rose,
her golden retriever. When Kelly is not outside helping the hubby haul brush,
move rocks or whatever fun chore he has in store for her that day, you’ll find
her inside reading, writing or watching HGTV.
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