Thank you to everyone who has joined Dallas and Justin on this journey, and thank you to everyone who has let me know how much they’ve enjoyed it. Dallas and Justin have found themselves on a lot of ‘best of’ and ‘favourite couples ever’ lists, and I’m truly blown away at the love they’ve received.
Also, if you’re interested, I’m having a weekend of fun, games and giveaways in my Facebook readers’ group.
I promised an excerpt from Pieces of Me, so here it is!
“Did you say accounts?” Justin asked, nodding toward where I’d stacked the papers on top of my laptop.
I wasn’t gonna tell him about my money worries, but I didn’t want to hide this from him. Maybe just not the extent of it. It was a fine line. “Yeah. I just have a few things to get done tonight. I’ll need to be working in the shop with the boys this week and not in the office, so if I can keep on top of the paperwork . . .”
“Is that because I’m not there?” he asked. “Do you have to do my job?”
Shit. I withheld the sigh that threatened to escape and put my fork down. “Not exactly. I mean, yes, a little bit. But it’s nothing we can’t handle until you’re ready to come back.”
His brow furrowed and I gave him time to think about what I’d said. He ate some more of his pasta but then pushed what was left around his plate with his fork. “Do Davo and Sparra have to do my work too?”
I didn’t want him to feel bad, but I also wouldn’t lie to him. “The three of us are filling in the gaps. When I was at the hospital every day, Davo and Sparra did everything. They really covered my arse. So now we’re home, I’m trying to do as much as I can to help them out. We have an important contract coming up, one we do every year, and it’s good money. I can’t drop the ball on it.”
“I don’t like letting you down,” he whispered.
I reached over and squeezed his arm. “You’re not. At all. In any way. You’re my priority, first and foremost, Jussy. But my business is important too. Davo and Sparra depend on me for a job and I don’t want to let them down. I just need to get the balance right, that’s all. So if I have to do some work on the computer while we sit on the couch after dinner, then so be it.”
He tried to smile but couldn’t quite manage it. “My accident . . .”
When he said nothing else, I did. “Your accident was not your fault. It wasn’t anyone’s fault. And we’ll get through this, I have no doubt. I just want to try and do the right thing by everyone, that’s all.”
“I want to help. I can do . . .” He frowned again, like he couldn’t find the right word. He shrugged. “I don’t know what I can do.”
“You can get better, and you can rest and recover,” I said. “And you can make an awesome spaghetti.”
That earned me a small smile, but it didn’t last long. “I hate that everything is so hard. I want to do things but I’m tired, and my leg and my arm are stupid, and my head hurts most of the time. And the worst part is that I can’t think properly. Like sometimes it’s clear, and sometimes it’s foggy, sometimes it’s like I’m underwater. I hate that I can’t remember everything, and I hate that I feel so lost.”
He gave a small nod. “I dunno who I am. I mean, I know I’m Justin, and I know where I come from, and all that shit. But I dunno who I was. The last five years were so important and I’ve lost that. I dunno who that Justin is.”
I pulled my chair around so I faced him, and I took his hand. “Baby, I wish I could fix that. I wish I knew how to get everything back. I hate that you feel that way, but I completely understand why you do. I’m sure I’d feel the same if it were me in that van that day.”
“I just feel . . . lost. And sad.” He shrugged. “I guess today’s just a bad day, but I . . .” His chin wobbled and his eyes became glassy. “I dunno.”
“Oh, baby,” I whispered. “You’re allowed to have bad days.” To be honest, I was surprised he hadn’t had more bad days before now. “Do you want a hug?”
He nodded quickly, and I stood up and helped him to his feet. I pulled him against me and he snuggled in, fitting the side of his head against my neck. I rubbed his back and held him tight, and for the longest moment, we never moved.
“Thank you,” he mumbled.
“What are you thanking me for?”
“For everything. For knowing what I need when I don’t.”
He made no attempt to move and I certainly wasn’t going to. “I need your hugs too.”
“I mean it. When I’m all fuzzy and . . . not together . . . I can’t think of the word. Anyway, when I’m like that, you hug me and it fixes me.”
“Well, you’re welcome. You can have a hug any time.”
He was quiet again for a bit and he leaned heavily against me as though he were falling asleep. “Thank you for staying.”
“Staying where?” In this hug?
“With me. For not leaving me. You could have, but you didn’t.”
I pulled back then so he could see the seriousness in my eyes. “Justin, baby. I love you. I’ve loved you for years. You are loved. And I know that’s probably weird for you, but I need you to know this: I’m not leaving you. Not then, not now, not ever.”
His face softened and he almost smiled. “It’s not weird. Well, maybe a little bit but not really. We’ve been on like, one date.”
I laughed. “Does tonight not count? You cooked me dinner. It could be our second date.”
“Nope. I forgot the candles.”
I chuckled and pulled him back in for a hug. His left arm went around me and held me just as tight as I held him. He was warm and smelled like home. “Candles make it a date,” I said quietly. “Got it.”
He was quiet again and heavy against me. “I like hearing you say it,” he mumbled. “That you love me. I know you do. You look after me, and you care.”
He liked knowing he was loved, and I couldn’t blame him. It was an amazing feeling, comforting like a soft bed and warm blankets on a cold night. I knew he loved me too. I knew he did. It was just trapped, hidden under the surface. He’d already remembered slivers of me from our life before the accident. He said my wing tattoos felt safe, like home. And he trusted me, and for a guy who was surrounded by strangers, that was a helluva statement.
His heart knew me, even if his head didn’t.
And I clung to that with everything I had.
I hope you all enjoy the second installment of the Missing Pieces Series. I can’t wait for you all to read it.
In other WIP news, I’ve started my next book but it’s going incredibly slow. I usually aim to write 10K words per week, but last week managed barely 2K words. Ugh. It’s frustrating and I’m considering shelving this book for now and starting something else. I’ll give it another day or two. Hopefully this week will be better.
Next week I’ll have the pre-order link for Pieces of Me. Yes, I’m doing a pre-order! LOL (you guys know I’m not a fan, right?) but Amazon is a mess right now so I’ll be doing a pre-order so fingers crossed they don’t hold up my release date…
I shared the gorgeous cover for Pieces of Me last week and now I can share the blurb!
Missing Pieces Series, Book Two
Justin’s recovery is slow, but any step forward is a win in Dallas’ eyes. Having always been a source of strength for Justin, even before the accident, Dallas is trying to find his feet again as he struggles to get some normalcy back in their lives.
But now, with added financial pressures and Justin’s ongoing medical needs, Dallas isn’t sure how much longer he can be the strong one.
As missing pieces of Justin’s memory return, Justin realises the physical side of their relationship is another piece of the puzzle he desperately wants to put back together. And as he gets to know Dallas all over again, he soon learns what his mind can’t remember, his heart can’t forget.
I can’t wait for everyone to continue along on this journey with Dallas and Justin. This book deals with the slowness and repetitiveness of the recovery from brain injury, and that’s the path which these boys are on. But they are one step closer to their HEA. 🙂
I’ve sent Book Three of the Missing Pieces series off to a beta reader before my editor gets to do her magic. And that means I get to start something very new, which is always exciting! I’m trying to be brave in starting something I’ve wanted to write for years but never felt like I could do it justice. Well, I’m going to try. It’ll be a long stand-alone book, and these characters have been very patient in waiting their turn. Fingers crossed I can do right by them. But I need to pump out some serious word counts to make it happen, so my time online might be a little scarce.
I’ll be back next week with a small excerpt from Pieces of Me. Please stay safe and be kind to yourself.
A super quick flyby post this week! Pieces of You had a fabulous release week, and I scored a few of Amazon’s orange #1 best-seller banners around the world, so thank you all soooo much for loving Dallas and Justin as much as I do!
As promised I have a title and cover reveal for you!
Book Two in the Missing Pieces Series is due out June 26th, and I’m excited to continue Dallas and Justin’s story with you all.
So, here it is… (and it is GORGEOUS)
Pieces of Me, Book Two in the Missing Pieces Series will be out June 26th! I’ll share the blurb soon! Here it is next to Pieces of You, and they are just soooo pretty! These covers are made by Covers by Combs, and the paperback for Pieces of You is beautiful!
In case you missed the buylink to Pieces of You,
you can find it HERE!
Quick update on my WIP (which is Book Three in the Missing Pieces Series) it is DONE and I’ll be doing first draft revisions this week before I send it off to my fabulous editor.
I’m STILL waiting on ACX to approve Throwing Hearts audio! I know they’re overwhelmed and understaffed because of covid-19 but OMG it’s getting ridiculous! Fingers crossed it will be out any day!
That’s it for this week. I hope everyone is keeping safe and well.
After a two delay from Amazon, it’s FINALLY release day! Exclusive to Amazon and in KU.Blurb:Missing Pieces Series, Book One.Dallas Muller has everything he never expected he’d have. He owns a successful motorbike mechanic shop in Newcastle, and he’s madly in love with his boyfriend of four years, Justin Keith.Justin has always struggled to find where he fit in, never realising his true worth or what it means to be loved—until he met Dallas. Living and working together might be too much for some, but Dallas and Justin wouldn’t have it any other way.When a terrible accident tears their world apart, Justin’s left with no memory of Dallas or their relationship. Trying to put the pieces back together is almost impossible when some pieces are blank and some are missing altogether. Dallas has to let Justin find his own way back to him and just hope that their love will light the way.Dallas and Justin’s story continues…
Book Two release date: June 26th
Book Three release date: July 24th
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Please note that these books have been loaded into Google Play but they are now reviewing my account. I think loading ten books into my catalogue raised a flag? I don’t know… Sorry. They are, like most businesses, currently running on a skeleton staff so it may take some time. If Google Play is your preferred retailer, please keep checking – it may change at any time.
I won’t post a Good Morning Monday post this week because two posts in a week is a bit spammy. I hope everyone is staying well and safe, and I’ll see you all next week with the cover reveal of Missing Pieces Book Two!!
Pieces of You is Book One of the Missing Pieces trilogy. Each installment should be out one month apart, starting mid to late May. It’s the story of an established couple, Dallas and Justin, who have their world torn apart when Justin is involved in a serious car accident. It deals with amnesia and traumatic brain injury, and getting to fall in love all over again.Blurb:Missing Pieces Series, Book One.Dallas Muller has everything he never expected he’d have. He owns a successful motorbike mechanic shop in Newcastle, and he’s madly in love with his boyfriend of four years, Justin Keith.Justin has always struggled to find where he fit in, never realising his true worth or what it means to be loved—until he met Dallas. Living and working together might be too much for some, but Dallas and Justin wouldn’t have it any other way.When a terrible accident tears their world apart, Justin’s left with no memory of Dallas or their relationship. Trying to put the pieces back together is almost impossible when some pieces are blank and some are missing altogether. Dallas has to let Justin find his own way back to him and just hope that their love will light the way.Pieces of You is 49,500 words.
I hope everyone is okay in these crazy times. Please stay home (if you can) and stay safe! I’ll be offline mostly so I can meet a deadline, so please take care and be kind to yourselves. I’m hoping to be back next week with an update that I smashed my daily word count goals.