[BookStrand Contemporary Romance]
Taite is a twin, an exact copy of someone else. And although you can’t tell her or her sister apart, they aren’t close as you would expect identical twins to be. As children, Caite and Taite competed to see who could gain their father’s attention. Caite’s competition with Taite continues into adulthood and escalates into far-reaching consequences.
When Taite falls in love, her life takes an unexpected and cruel turn. Can she trust Pierce, the man who has her heart? Does she dare? An Unfair Division is Taite’s story—a story of love, betrayal, and forgiveness.
A BookStrand Mainstream Romance
Shifting nervously, Taite watched as her husband scanned her from the top of her head to her toes yet again. Glancing down at her black stocking-covered feet, she wished she hadn’t taken her shoes off when she’d curled up on the couch to read. Somehow, being barefoot before the man who had tried to kill her made her feel vulnerable, unable to defend herself. Quickly sitting back down, Taite reached for her shoes.
“What do I owe for the pleasure of this visit?” she sneered as she slipped the loafers on. She watched as her husband seemed to come out of a trance.
Standing, Taite squared her shoulders. She stiffened when Pierce walked toward her. Quickly, she took a step back, but then halted. If he tried anything, all she had to do was scream and help would come running. With a haughty toss of her hair, Taite sniffed. “I asked why you are here.”
Pierce stopped before her. “I wanted to see my wife and to talk with her. It’s been two weeks now since you were released from the hospital. Is it too much to ask for an explanation from my wife of what went wrong between us? I think I deserve that much. Don’t you, Taite?”
“You were fun for awhile.”
“I was fun?”
Taite felt her heart give a funny little flip when her husband actually seemed to lose his color. Could she be wrong? Had everything been a mistake on her part? Silence reigned in the room as they stared at each other. Taite came out of her trance when Pierce’s cell phone shrilled within the quiet room. He ignored it as he brought his hand up as if compelled to touch her. Taite jerked backwards.
“Answer your phone, Pierce. It might be about Lacy.”
Her husband didn’t drop his gaze as he removed his phone from his shirt pocket. “Pierce here,” he stated. He frowned. “I am talking to Taite now. She is doing better. Listen, Caite, we will have to talk later. Yes, I’ll tell her.”
Bile rose in Taite’s throat when her husband casually slipped his cell phone back into his shirt pocket. Was he so confident in his and her sister’s scheming that he didn’t feel the need to hide who he was talking to? Her gaze searched his when he reached to take her hands within his. She was unable to pull back or even move.
“I love you, Taite. Give me a chance, sweetheart, talk to me. Tell me what is going on here. Let’s work out what went wrong between us. If it was the anger that I displayed over Mickey, I am sorry. But we can work through that, can’t we?”
At her husband’s quiet words, Taite felt her insides quiver. He sounded so sincere. “What did Caite want you to tell me?” she demanded, pulling her fingers from his grasp.
Pierce looked down at his hands and then around the study. “She says to tell you she loves you and hopes that we work things out.”
“No?” Pierce seemed shocked at her firm resolve.