Aly Chase has worked for Paul Pierce for years, loving him from afar. He is handsome, rich, and the powerful CEO of Pierce Homes. Just when Aly has decided her love for him is futile and vows to move on, Paul begins to give Aly the attention she had always desired, forcing her to feel confused by his actions.
Then there's Aly’s best friend, Ethan Baker. He's sweet, handsome and charming. He is also in love with her. He's accepted that Aly and he will only be friends, until one day Aly realizes that her feelings towards Ethan are way more.
Aly is caught in between the man she’s loved for so long and the man that has always been there for her. As her feelings are pulled and tugged in both directions, she must make a choice before her distorted life loses both of them.
Who will end up winning Aly's heart?
Laura Dunaway has been married to her prince for 17 years and together they are raising three amazing kids. While she's always had a passion for reading and writing, it wasn't until this past year that she finally realized she should pursue her dream of writing a book. After many many attempts at starting one, Distorted was finally the one that flowed and before she knew it, she'd written The End. When she's not busy shuttling her kids to lessons and practices and making dinner, she's busy behind her computer writing her next book.
May 14, 2013
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When we got to the threshold of our office door, Paul appeared. I smiled at seeing him and I heard Trisha take a breath. He looked absolutely gorgeous with his hair still wet from the shower and in his grey dress slacks with a black button down shirt, unbuttoned at the top. My mouth watered just looking at him.
“Good morning, ladies,” he said smiling. “Trisha is it? How are you doing?”
Trisha stifled a giggle as she tried to compose herself. “I’m fine, Mr. Pierce. How are you?”
Paul shot me a puzzled look, then glanced back to Trisha. “I’m doing great, thanks. Everything okay?”
Trisha nodded. “Yep, I was just getting back to work. And thanks again, Ms. Chase. I appreciate your talking with me.” I gave her a smile and watched her head back to her cubicle. I wasn’t convinced she was totally giving up on pursuing Paul, but I knew he’d never give her the time of day beyond the work relationship.
Paul looked at me as he walked toward his office. “What was that about?” he asked.
I smiled as I perched on my desk. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” I teased.
He unlocked his office door and turned to face me. “Well, yeah. Now I would even more.”
I put my hand to my chin and tapped my cheek. “Well, I could tell you, but I probably shouldn’t. It’s really nothing.”
He got a gleam in his eye at my teasing. “Oh, Chase. You are so going to tell me now,” he said as he came toward me.
I stayed put on my desk and pretended not to feel the butterflies that had sprouted in my tummy. “Oh am I?” I asked.
He reached my desk and stood right in front of me, invading my personal space. “Yes, you are.”
Pushing myself onto my desk so I was sitting on it, I leaned back on my palms. “Well, you see, Trisha just wanted to ask me something about you.”
His face turned into a scowl. “What?” he asked.
“Oh, lighten up. I told her you’re not available and even if you were, you don’t date people who work for you.”
took a step toward me. “Good. I mean, don’t get me wrong, that girl is hot, but no way.”
I felt a little sting. “Oh, she’s hot, huh?” I asked, trying to come off as teasing.
He grinned. “Yeah, she is, but there are others here who are hotter.”
My head started spinning. “Oh, well that’s good to know.”
He took another step toward me, now pinning me to my desk. “Is it? Don’t you want to know who I’m thinking of?”
I was dying to and cringing at the same time. While I realized it was very stupid of me to think I had a chance with him, I still didn’t want to know who my competition was. Knowing he thought Trisha was hot was enough.
“Not really,” I lied.
He drew a finger down the side of my face. “Now why don’t I believe you?” he asked in a hushed tone.
Vibrations went through me at his touch and I shivered. “I don’t know. Not my problem,” I whispered.
He chuckled. “Well, I’ll tell you anyway. That girl in PR is hot. I think her name is Jenny.”
My heart fell. I tried to turn my head away, but his hand caught me. “That’s nice,” I said.
He chuckled again. “It is, isn’t it? Yeah, she’s pretty hot. I also think that chick in our graphic design department is hot. What’s her name again?”
Lola. The only “chick” that worked in the graphic design department. “Lola,” I said with a bite. Again I tried to distance myself from his proximity, but he wouldn’t budge.
“Then there’s the girl I work with. She’s really hot, sexy actually. Her long blonde hair drives me crazy. Like the way she twirls it around her fingers when she’s nervous. Though when it’s up in a twist, like today, she fidgets with her fingers. Her dusty, olive green eyes make me want to fall to my knees every time she looks at me.” He paused and stared at me for what seemed like a very long time, “You may know her. Her name is Aly,” he said barely above a whisper as he caressed my cheek with the back of his fingers.
My heart slammed against my chest. Jerking my head up to fully look at him, I stared into his eyes. There was no humor or teasing in them. They were filled with sincerity and if I wasn’t mistaken, desire. I struggled to find words.
“Um, what?” I asked, staggered. I was in shock. He had never talked to me this way before, never this direct. His lips curled into a ghost of a smile.
“Yep, and the outfit she’s wearing today is going to torture me all day long, showing off all of her curves in every possible way. So, yeah. That’s who I think is hot,” he said as he dropped his hand from my face and turned to walk into his office. I sat there staring blankly at the doorway, wondering what the hell just happened.
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