About the book, Trust Me
Brooke Anderson never pictured herself as a divorcee at twenty-eight. But when she mentions getting a post-nup to her husband Garrett after one deliciously sex-filled year, he promptly serves her with divorce papers. Admittedly, she could’ve told him about how her father left her and her mother homeless when she was young, and how she’s never been wired to trust anyone. Especially those closest to her. Now, all she wants to do is avoid anywhere he might be so she won’t have to face him again.
But she’s not the only one who can’t seem to trust.
Garrett Call grew up with parents who married for money and wants no part of a life that puts material possessions above love. He reinvented himself in college, complete with a new last name so he couldn’t be tied to his family’s lucrative business. He never even told Brooke the truth. Admittedly, he could’ve handled the issue of a post-nup better with his ex-wife. Maybe he didn’t count on how much he was going to miss having her in his life.
When their best friends’ wedding forces the exes to see each other again, a dangerous man from Garrett’s world threatens Brooke’s life. And they realize the only way to save themselves is to finally learn to trust each other.
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About the author, Candace Hutton
– Candace Hutton was born and raised on books. She spent a great deal of her teenage years in libraries and bookstores and still tries to sneak off to them as often as possible. Some of her other favorite things are coffee, puppies, and the smell of rain.
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Read an Excerpt from Trust Me
Context: Brooke and Garrett bump into each in a club, and they argue about their decision to divorce.
Brooke took a sip of her martini just as a familiar body slid into the chair across from her. Garrett. It wasn’t fair for him to look that good, with the sleeves of his dress shirt rolled up and his tie missing. His hair was artfully tousled, and she felt a stab of satisfaction when she noticed he’d done it himself. It hadn’t been caused by a woman running her fingers through it over and over.
God, why the hell wasn’t he out of her system yet?
His lips were pulled up in a smirk when he sat down, but then the smile slipped a little when he looked at her. “You okay?”
“Perfect.”
“Like I can’t tell when you’re upset.”
She stirred her martini with the olive stick. “Since we’re no longer married, you really don’t have a right to ask me questions like that.”
“I don’t have a right to be a caring human just because we’re no longer married?”
Brooke didn’t respond. She’d never told him about her dad or mom. Never told him about sleeping under an overpass when it rained or wanting someone to come along and rescue them. She didn’t want him thinking she was weak, didn’t want to be that scared little girl around him.
Garrett leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. “If it were up to me, we’d still be married.”
“If you’d wanted to stay married, you would’ve signed the damn post-nup,” she snapped.
His jaw twitched with anger. “A marriage built on a contract wouldn’t last.”
“Maybe we weren’t meant to last from the beginning.”
He settled back in his seat. “I don’t know about that. I think I always did a pretty decent job lasting.”
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