Revive Me (Say Something Book 3)

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Authors: Salice Rodgers
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Acknowledgments
     
     
    To my husband for always being there! For always pushing me to keep doing what I love!
    To my street team girls… You ladies are amazing! Thank you for being on this ride with me and for loving my books and characters as much as I do.
    To Krystin… thank you for being the best PA any author could ask for!
    To Thai… you, my dear, are a ROCKSTAR. Thank you for all the pimping and love! And HAPPY BIRTHDAY sweetie ;)
    To Kathy for being a great friend and editor!! Love you!!
    To Angie… thank you for believing in my books and in me!
    And last but not least to the readers! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU for everything!
     

Also By Salice Rodgers
     
    Say Something Series
    Say Something
    Forgive Me
     
    Master May I Series
    Master May I
    Mistress A
    Lillies
     
    Para/Romance
    Deception of Annika
     
     

If you love this story of true love trumping all try You Are My Sunshine by Angie Merriam
     
    Excerpt
     
     
    Chapter One
     
    Who would have thought that by twenty four years old I'd be a divorced mother of two? I guess no one ever plans those things do they?
     
    “Hey, Sunshine,” I hear a voice say in greeting from behind and don't have to look to see who it belongs to, Matt Everly. He's my ex-husband and current best friend. He sits in the empty spot beside me on the park bench and hands me a coffee cup. “Skinny Vanilla Latte?” I ask. “What else would it be?” He responds a smart ass as usual. I smile at him in thanks, and he nods in acknowledgment before bending over and lifting our little girl from her stroller. Little Danica Everly is almost one and has been squirming and trying to escape her restraints the moment she laid eyes on her daddy.
     
    “Where's Elijah?” He asks, and I point out my five year old climbing the steps towards the slide. The boy loved sliding.
     
    “Ahh, and how are you, little Miss Danica?” Matt says in his best baby voice. I sit back, relaxing with my coffee, relishing the tiny break Matt afforded me. We were high school sweethearts who got pregnant senior year and of course did the right thing and got married right before Elijah was born. I loved Matt. I really did and I know he loved me but life had different plans for us I guess.
     
    Life was great for a little while. I waited tables while Matt went to the police academy and when he graduated Elijah and I were there cheering him on, but as time went on Matt and I grew apart. He worked nights, so I was home with Elijah during the day while he slept, and he watched him while I worked the swing shift at the restaurant. It seemed the perfect arrangement until I saw Matt slipping away and felt myself doing the same.
     
    Sex had become non-existent for us as did any sort of affectionate contact. I was lucky to see Matt for a few minutes between our babysitting shifts so, one night, when my parents volunteered to keep Elijah, I jumped at the chance. A night out with my husband, the one I rarely saw anymore, the one who I'd had a terrible fight with the night before sounded fantastic. Plus, I was horny. Matt and I hadn't had sex in forever, and I missed him. It began as a good night. We both dressed up, and for the first time in a long time Matt seemed happy to be with me.
     
    We ate dinner at a fancy restaurant in town and had a few drinks before hitting the liquor store on the way home where we continued our date. We were both more than a little tipsy and making out like we hadn't done since high school when he stopped mid-kiss. “What's wrong?” I asked breathless and felt a sense of dread wash over me when I saw his face. See, I'd known Matt since we were little kids. I'd known him intimately since we lost our virginity to each other at fifteen. I knew him inside and out, still do, so I knew that look on his face meant bad news for me.
     
    “I'm so sorry, Sunny,” he said, his voice shaky.
     
    “For what, Matt?” I responded and surprised myself with how steady my own voice

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