February 23, 2015
The long awaited
honeymoon is finally over for leading man, Nathan Harper and his feisty bride,
Jordie. As they settle into their new home Nathan finally feels confident
enough with this fresh start to share with his wife the struggles of
rediscovering himself. Now more than ever Jordie needs to be strong when
Nathan gives her his journal and let’s her see the darkest months of her life
through his eyes. Who will hurt her more, the man who loves her or will she
self-destruct?
When we walked into the new place, it was exciting
and refreshing. I took a second and stood at the door with a smile.
“Admire it after you’re all moved in and get your
ass in here. Help me. I’m not doing this by myself, and you’re a damn hoarder.”
I heard Rachel’s voice come from somewhere behind the wall of boxes in the
living area.
“Whatever, asshole,” I yelled out to her and
dropped myself by the door.
“Hello, gorgeous,” I heard Nathan say as he walked
down the hallway towards me, wearing my smile.
He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me like he
hadn’t seen me in a week.
“Holy hell, you two. Seriously?” Rachel scoffed as
she attempted to get the tape off a box marked MISCELLANEOUS.
“I’m bound
and determined to find my Michael Kors bag, you sticky- fingered bitch,” she
mumbled playfully.
“And here’s one of them fingers just for you,” I said to
Rachel as I walked past her, flipping her off.
Nathan showed me around and I
started to feel overwhelmed with happiness. I exhaled to try and calm myself.
“What’s
up?” Nathan asked as we were walking out of our bedroom towards Nate’s
room.
“Nothing is wrong. Everything is just right.” I wiped my eyes before the
tears that had welled up could fall.
“I love you. Look where we’re standing.
This is a second chance for both of us to be a part of something amazing. Us,
our kids, my mom and dad, Tyler, and I guess even Rachel...” He nodded his head
back and smiled.
“I heard that, asshole,” Rachel yelled from the
living room. “Ah, damn, the baby monitor is on in here, isn’t it?” He chuckled.
We both laughed and I stood up on my tippy toes to give him a kiss. “I don’t
know what I did to deserve you.”
“If I had to guess, I’d probably say you
endured life with that criminally insane ex of yours.”
“Ha ha. Very funny.” I smacked his arm lightly as
we headed back to the living room.
“What. The. Fuck? Jordan, seriously, bitch.
You gone and lost your damn mind. What is all this?” Rachel said very
loudly and slowly.
“What are you yelling about?” Frank asked all three
of us as he walked over to stand by Rachel.
There it was, in all its glory—the
box marked PERSONAL, DO NOT
TOUCH—ESPECIALLY YOU, RACHEL!
The box just sat there, wide open, along with
Rachel’s mouth. She slowly raised her arms and turned to face us, holding a pair
of white boy-short panties with MRS. HARPER slapped across the ass in
bright red letters.
Nathan shrugged his shoulders.
“What’s the big deal? She is Mrs. Harper.”
He paused. “Okay, yeah, what gives?” He looked confused.
Rachel tried to stifle her laugh because she knew
what Nathan didn’t.
“Oh, it’s a big deal all right.” She threw the
panties at me and I busted out laughing.
“This. It’s literally a big deal,” Rachel
confirmed, waving the packing slip around.
“What? Is it a crime for me to go
lingerie-shopping?” I tried to take the packing slip from her and I widened my
eyes to hint for her to shut the fuck up.
“Oh, Jesus, I can’t stand when you two talk all
cryptic. It’s like a different frequency that only you two can hear.” Nathan
snagged the slip from Rachel’s hands and scanned the invoice.
“Wow, I’d say at a dollar each you got the best
deal ever, considering these things retail for about fifteen bucks a pop. And
this was your lingerie- shopping?” He shook his head and smiled as he wrapped
his arms around me and kissed my forehead.
HJ grew up in Bricktown New Jersey, less than an
hour away from New York City. As a teenager and early twenties, she loved
hanging out in the glamor of NYC. She was a "City Brat" so it was
pretty difficult for her to pack her stuff and three cats in 2005, for a life
changing road trip, moving to California. She's travelled around the country
until she met her better half in 2005.
After serving twelve years in the Air Force, the
man of her dreams ended his military career and they moved to Georgia in 2007.
Since then, they've settled down in Leesburg GA, and had their first child.
No place has ever come close to replacing the magic
of New York City for HJ. So when it was decided to try this romance writing gig
out, naturally her first book 'Finding Jordie' would be set there.
HJ enjoys reading, and spending time with her
family. Reality TV is a guilty pleasure; she's a sucker for romantic comedies
and Robert Pattinson. HJ is a pro at goofing off and she talks with her hands,
(She's Italian!) She drinks way too much coffee, and gets too little sleep. Oh,
and she has a thing for Jackie-O sized sunglasses. HJ's has five furry kids and
most importantly, one beautiful daughter. HJ is always striving to be the best
Mom possible.
HJ's very passionate about the things she loves,
that's why she was outraged when they cancelled SMASH and Southland! It should
be considered a small miracle if you ever get to see a serious or pic of her
posing all nice and pretty...She's not that girl. She's a spontaneous goof and
believes the best things in life come naturally. Yes, that includes random no
make-up selfies during a 2:00a.m. writing marathon.
Where
can you find HJ? Everywhere. She never sits still…
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