Totally Devoted – Excerpts

Ready to read this weekend?  Enjoy these excerpts from Totally Devoted  by E. M. Bannock.

Totally Devoted

From Chapter 1 –

One Saturday, two weeks after Andy’s third birthday, everything changed forever. Andy and Charles didn’t come home. They would never come home again. No one knew why the driver of the other car was so drunk at one o’clock in the afternoon. No one could ask him, because he died, too. The doctors said that Charles and Andy never knew what hit them. Their car was crushed beyond recognition when the drunk driver hit their car on the driver’s side and smashed it into the side of the mountain. But Marie knew what hit them. She lived with the memory of having to identify their bodies that bright, sunny California afternoon. It still pained her to think of it, like a hot sword searing through her heart, whenever she pictured Andy’s poor little body, all black, burned, and twisted. Then there was her beautiful, noble Charles, all bloody and torn. His handsome face was cut to shreds from broken glass. This was the man she had planned to raise a family with, the man she promised to have and to hold, until death do us part, the man who had become her world, her life.


From Chapter 2 –

From the description she was given by the hotel desk clerk, she figured she wouldn’t have much trouble finding the guy—grungy black cowboy hat, well-worn cowboy boots, scruffy beard, jean jacket, and Levi’s, sitting at the corner table. She was right. He wasn’t hard to spot. It was Monday night, and there were only a handful of people in the place. There he was, sitting at his regular corner table, with his back to the wall, his chair up on two legs, and his feet propped up and crossed on the chair next to him. There was a glass of beer and a half-empty pitcher in front of him. She wondered how many pitchers he had drained before this one. The desk clerk said he had a lot of funny habits. The clerk said the guy always sat with his back to the wall, so no one could get the jump on him. He probably watched too many John Wayne movies.

From Chapter 7 –

She took the chance that he was open for a touchy conversation. “What happened to his mother?” she asked.

Wil paled, and a pained expression came across his face. He tilted his head back, squinted his eyes, and rubbed his stubbly chin between his thumb and forefinger. He had a distant look on his face, like he was watching a bad movie in his mind. “It’s a long story,” he said.

“Well, unless I’m mistaken”—she gestured to the pouring rain—“I think we’ve got a little time.”

And like the endless rush of rain flowing from the barn toward the ditch, he opened up to her. He told her the whole sorry tale of falling in love, getting Maggie pregnant, getting married, having Duke, and being abandoned by Maggie. He ended with the phone call from Maggie’s mother and the news of her death.

He said it without emotion. It was almost as if he was describing someone else’s life. His story filled Marie with such sorrow. How could a mother desert her own child? How could she throw away such a precious gift? And poor Wil…to have lived through that pain, no wonder he was so afraid to love again.

She wanted to reach out to him and comfort him. She wanted to tell him that she would never hurt him, if he would only give her the chance. Instead, she just sat there, stunned in amazement. The only thing she could say was, “I’m sorry.”

From Chapter   8 –

“My God,” he said. “You’ve got beautiful titties.”

She looked up at him with a seductive smile. Reaching down, she unsnapped his jeans and started to push them down. He took the hint and pulled them off, letting them fall to the floor. Then he reciprocated by unbuttoning her skirt and pulling the zipper down. Without breaking their embrace, he pulled it off and let it fall to the floor as well. She pulled off his boxers as he pulled off her panties.

It was happening. It was actually happening. She could feel her heart racing. She felt the primitive hunger in her belly and the wanting between her legs. For her, all the years of sexual abstinence and pent-up desire were released with uninhabited abandon.



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