Title: Refusing to Expire
Author: Tricia Daniels
Release Date: May 31, 2017
Love sometimes comes to us when we’ve completely given up on it.
You just have to let go of the past and accept it.
Tori Campbell has neglected her needs as a woman, for far too long. Times are tough, money is tight, and raising three boys without a positive male role model in the house is challenging. After months of online dating, she realizes that there’s a whole lot of crazy out there. Discouraged, she struggles to accept that she may spend the rest of her life alone.
Roger Ford hasn’t been lucky in love, so far. He’s looking for someone to share his life. Someone to laugh and dance with. The moment they meet and he gazes into her enchanting, green eyes, he falls hard. Everything just seems to fit. Well, almost everything.
Roger may not be the perfect man, but he is no quitter, and he’s determined to prove it.
I used to spend more time with my friend, Jen. Raising three boys on my own made it difficult both time wise and financially, so those times eventually faded away. Like my sex life and my sanity; as well as the ability to squeeze my ass into a size ten anything.
Hey, we all have baggage. When you meet someone you want to be with, you talk to each other, and you help each other downsize that full-size baggage into carry-on size.
There’s a moment in a girl’s life when she realizes… This is it. He’s the one. The moment when time stands still, and everything goes quiet, except for the sound of two souls coming together and celebrating. For me that moment occurs under the soft glow of the front porch light, in the front seat of a Chevy Camaro ZL1.
Refusing To Expire was an engaging, cleverly written, and highly amusing delight. I was immediately invested in the story and enjoyed the premise, snarky humor, and steamy sensual scenes as I smirked my way through Ms. Daniels’s entertaining and colorfully embellished tale. The characters were vibrantly detailed, endearingly flawed, and fully fleshed out. Alongside the wit and humor were emotive undercurrents and observant insights. During the couple’s graveyard visit to check on Victoria’s father I may have felt my black heart being squeezed and well, okay, it may have beat a bit harder than usual while my eyes felt a bit blurry, and maybe they even leaked a bit of strange fluid. However, I will never be able to recall tumbleweeds or Nair in the same manner ever again, these items are now ruined and will forever incite a naughty smirk to crease my face. Sigh, Ms. Daniels has word voodoo and a new fangirl.