Some marriages last a week, a month, or a year. Others last a lifetime. Mine ends on my wedding night, ten hours after the exchange of rings.
Our marriage vows shatter when Dustin Cardwell, the man I saved myself for, looks me in the eye and tells me I failed between the sheets.
Our marriage ends before the ink dries, before the scent of my bouquet fades, before the candles in our honeymoon suite burn out.
Three months later, I’m divorced and working as a massage therapist on the LaClaire Cruise Ship, headed for the Caribbean.
I’m desperate to get away, to lick my wounds in private. I’m not looking to be another man’s disappointment.
Until Bryant LaClaire invades my space and makes my panties melt. The moment our eyes meet, he makes it clear I’m his girl of the moment.
Drawing me in with his charm and good looks, he promises to repair my sexual self-esteem while satisfying his own needs. A few LaClaire nights is all he can give. Nothing more, nothing less. It’s an offer my body can’t resist.
But when my heart lures me into the heart and world of a man who carries a devastating secret, I know I’m in danger of returning home with more pain than I’d left with.
LaClaire Nights is a steamy full-length, standalone novel with a happy ending.
**WARNING: Due to sexual situations and adult content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18. **
Dori Lavelle, is a mother, wife, and a sucker for happy-ever-afters and mint chocolate.Growing up, Dori read a lot, and when she wasn’t happy with a particular ending, she wrote a different one, just for herself. Before long, she was writing stories when she should have been doing homework. The time has come for her to share the stories she cooks up in her head.