By Tabatha Vargo
Release Date: April 26th 2013
Genre: New Adult/Romance/Contemporary
Presented by: As You Wish...
Sometimes all you need is Patience.
Life’s been hard for Zeke. Being a punching bag for his alcoholic father has turned him into stone. Not even the dodgy trailer park he lives in can scare him. Fighting is his release and sex, drugs, and his guitar bring him peace, but deep down Zeke isn’t quite as hard as he makes himself out to be. When he meets Patience, she finds all his broken pieces and puts him back together, but she’s a ray of light in his shadowed life and the last thing he wants to do is bring her into his dark world. Playing careless is easy, playing the bad guy can be fun, but playing Patience is impossible, especially when she can see right through him.
Zeke isn’t the only one who’s broken, and for the first time, in a long time, Patience feels alive. Her black and white world gets a shot of color when she meets Zeke. He’s unlike anyone she’s ever met with his tattoos, piercings, and blunt honesty. She wants nothing more than to let go and ride the wild side with him, but some wounds never heal and the broken pieces of Patience aren’t so easy to find.
***Warning: this book contains graphic language, sex, and violence. Mature readers only. Not intended for young adult readers.***
“Oooh,” his eyes got big like he was just realizing something. “I get it, you’re into chicks.”
Did I have the word lesbian written across my forehead or something today?
“No,” I said adamantly.
“No, that’s cool.” His smile was too big. “I don’t discriminate, trust me. I like chicks, too. You know what? We should like them together, like at the same time,” he leaned in and ran his thumb across his bottom lip before he softly tugged on his lip ring.
My eyes shot to his mouth and he smirked at the attention. I rolled my eyes.
“I don’t like chicks, and if I did I certainly wouldn’t share with you,” I flipped my card over and picked up the book.
“Okay, so you’re not a lesbian. Then what are you?”
Aggravated by his question, I sighed loudly and answered honestly.
“You want to know what I am? I’m shattered, that’s what I am. There are tiny pieces of Patience scattered all over.”
“I’d like a piece of Patience,” he reached across the table and ran a finger across my hand.
This time I did tense up, but for entirely different reasons. My heartbeat sped up like I was on the verge of a panic attack, but instead a rush of euphoria filled me.
“I don’t know if I can give you a piece,” I heard myself flirt back.
That earned me another sexy grin. Damn him for being so freaking hot.
“Because I don’t know where they are.” I frowned at those words.
What started out as innocent flirting, had just that quickly become a sad truth. I was a shattered girl and I had no idea where my pieces were or how to put myself back together if I did find them.
“I bet I could find your pieces,” he leaned in and bathed my cheek with heated breath.
I didn’t miss his hidden meaning, but I chose to ignore it. “Good luck. I’ve been trying to find them for years.”
I shrugged off my shiver and started to deal the cards again.
“Challenge accepted,” he said, as he leaned back in his chair and took a swig from his beer.
Tabatha's been writing since she could pick up a pencil. Her first publication was a little poem in her elementary school paper, from that point on she was hooked. When she was a teenager, she traded in her girly magazines for personalized writing notebooks.
At nineteen, she met her own personal prince charming and writing took a back burner for a while. She's now married to that prince and the mother of a beautiful seven-year-old princess/rock star. Once her daughter was born, writing came back into her life, and she finished her very first novel, Wicked Fate, in May of 2009.
She's now pursuing her English degree and she hopes to one day teach while continuing to write.