Mr. January: A Second Chance Romance (Calendar Boys Book 1)

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by Nicole S. Goodin

My breath catches in my throat as I read the word across his left pec – right across his heart.

  Nina.

  It’s just like mine, but in black ink.

  Now our baby will not only be remembered in my mind, but on both of our bodies too – the two bodies that created her life.

  “It’s perfect,” I whisper.

  He turns to look at it in the mirror. He runs his finger underneath the reddened patch of skin where his brand new tribute sits.

  I watch his expression the entire time that it takes me to reach him.

  He looks happy and sad at the same time.

  It’s a feeling I know well.

  I wrap my arms around him from behind and press the side of my face against his back.

  “I love you,” I murmur.

  He turns, and I let him go until he’s facing me before wrapping my arms around him again.

  “One day, if we have more kids, their names will go right here with their sister’s.”

  I nod but don’t say anything. The only thing I want more than for us to have another baby, is him.

  I only just got him back and I know I need to enjoy this while it’s just the two of us.

  We’re both young. We’ve got plenty of time for the rest of it.

  I lean in and place a single kiss to his chest and our daughter’s name.

  “I love you, princess,” he whispers.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

  Andy

  Two months later

  I swing the door open and toss my keys onto the table. “I might have done something stupid, princess,” I call out. “Something really fucking stupid.”

  She appears in the doorway and I have to catch my breath. I’d never fucking admit that to anyone – not even her, but I do, every single night when I come home.

  I’m so grateful to be here with her, getting a second chance I definitely don’t deserve and those feelings slam me hard in the chest each time she walks into a room.

  “Hello to you too.” She smirks at me.

  “No time for formalities, princess, this is important.”

  “My day was good, thanks, how was yours?” she continues with her little game.

  “Jesus Christ, stop fucking around will you?”

  She doesn’t move an inch, just stands there looking at me with one of her brows arched – waiting for me to give into her ridiculous request, and like the sucker I am, I do exactly as she wants.

  “Fine, god dammit, woman, how was your day?”

  “Mmm… It was alright.” She shrugs. “Nothing special.”

  “Seriously?” I demand. “All the theatrics for that?”

  She bites back a laugh. “Tell me what stupid shit you’ve done this time,” she prompts.

  “You might be pissed,” I warn.

  “Did it get you arrested?”

  I shake my head and smirk at her. “Not this time.”

  “Then I’ll survive.”

  “I went by our old place.”

  Her eyes light up. “Oh yeah, how’s it look?”

  “Good, princess, it looks like home.”

  She looks at me with a gooey expression on her face, the same way she does when I say something she considers sweet.

  “I bought it back,” I blurt out.

  “You did what?”

  “I made them an offer and they accepted.” I wince.

  It really seemed like a good idea at the time – now, not so much.

  Buying a house is really something you should ask your wife about first.

  Her jaw drops. “You bought our old house?”

  “Told you I did something stupid.” I shrug.

  She’s quiet for a pause before a smile spreads across her face. “That was a risk move, Andy… but it’s not stupid, it’s perfect.”

  “Yeah?” I ask hopefully.

  “Mmm hmm.” She nods as she approaches me.

  “Well thank fuck for that.” I run my hand through my hair in relief.

  “Our house,” she breathes.

  “They painted one of the rooms pink, princess, so we’re going to have to fucking take care of that shit, but it’s ours. It’s still our home.”

  She slides her hands around my neck and laughs.

  “I can’t believe you did that.”

  “We were happy there, Dylan. That place is filled with us,” I reply as I wrap my arms around her body.

  She nods her head in agreement. “I would have been happy with you anywhere, but thank you. This is the best of the stupid things you’ve done so far.”

  “I’m learning.” I wink at her.

  “Slowly,” she jokes.

  “I learned how to wear shirts.”

  She pouts. “I’m not sure that’s a good thing after all.”

  “You’re right, princess, clothes are a bad idea.”

  I reach down with both hands and take hold of the front of her dress.

  It’s one that domes down the front and when I give it a tug, the whole thing pops open to me.

  I look at her body like I’ve been starved of it.

  “Andy,” she scolds me half-heartedly. “Jeff and Sarah are going to be here in half an hour.”

  Her mouth might be saying no, but her eyes are saying hell fucking yes.

  “We’ll be done in twenty.”

  “You’re never done in twenty.” She laughs as I slide the dress off her shoulder and watch it fall to the floor.

  She’s not wrong. I’m full of shit. I like to take my time with her these days – savour every second.

  “They’ll be fine waiting for us,” I murmur as I kiss her neck.

  “They’ll kill each other,” she argues as she tilts her head back to give me better access. “We’re lucky they even agreed to be in the same room.”

  Her hands have found their way up my t-shirt now, her long nails scratching lightly at my skin.

  “Then we’ll have dinner with the last one standing.” I chuckle.

  I reach around and hoist her against me by her perfect ass.

  She wraps her legs around my waist and grips onto my neck.

  Her lips meet mine and she tugs my bottom lip into her mouth and sucks.

  I groan.

  “We can’t,” she insists as I head for the bedroom, her in my arms.

  “You make a compelling argument, princess, but we already are.”

  “You’re going to have to be quick, Drew.”

  “Don’t rush me, woman.” I grin at her as I lay her down on the bed.

  We both know I’ll leave our best friends – two people that hate each other more than anything, waiting for this.

  Fuck, I’d keep the Queen waiting for this.

  No one and nothing else matters as I strip the underwear off the woman I love.

  The place could be burning around me, and I’d still be tugging the t-shirt I knew she’d learn to hate over my head and off.

  There’s nothing light about her scratches now – those are going to leave a mark.

  Every moan of my name only reminds me of how fucking lucky I am to be here.

  I want it all with this woman.

  I want to fill her up with love and life and babies.

  I want a baby.

  I want a family and I want it now.

  That’s the only realisation I need.

  “I’m not wearing one,” I announce as I pull my hand back from the box of condoms I’ve just reached for.

  She looks at me with a puzzled expression, before a hopeful look crosses her face.

  “You’re not?” she whispers.

  “Nope,” I reply. “I’m not; fuck it, you with me, princess?”

  She nods quickly, eagerly, like maybe this is something she’s wanted for a while now but has been too afraid to ask for.

  “I’m gonna put a baby in your belly and then we’re gonna have our friends over for an awkward-as-fuck dinner, yeah?”

  She giggles. “I’m not sure it works quite that fast.”

  “Don’t insu
lt my sperm,” I growl as I push inside her.

  Her laughter cuts off abruptly and is replaced with a long moan.

  I’ve made love to this woman – because that’s what this is between us – hundreds of times in the past few months alone, but this time feels different.

  We’re connected on another level now as I push deep inside her. This time is different.

  We’ve moved on from our past, and this moment signifies us moving into a new future. Together.

  EPILOGUE

  Andy

  “Excuse me, sir?”

  I turn and see a middle-aged woman, followed by a guy clutching a huge camera, calling out to me from a few metres away.

  “Me?” I question her in confusion.

  I don’t get random women stopping me in the street – a few stares, much to Dylan’s distaste, but not being pulled out of a crowd like this.

  She nods and speeds up her pace to catch up with us – the man hot on her heels like a shadow.

  I look down at Dylan. “You know her, princess?”

  “Nope.” She shrugs and snuggles a little closer into my side, one hand resting on her pregnant belly as she watches curiously.

  “I’m so sorry to interrupt your afternoon,” the woman, who is in front of us now says as she looks me up and down. “And this is going to sound a little strange… But can I ask you what you do for a living?”

  She’s right, it sounds really fucking strange.

  I frown at her. “Uhh… I’m a mechanic.”

  “And an ex-con,” Dylan mutters under her breath, a shit-eating grin on her face as she looks up at me innocently.

  I nudge her gently in the ribs. “Shhh.”

  “I was exonerated,” I explain to the random woman and her side kick.

  “The bad-boy mechanic.” She smiles to herself. She turns to the guy and winks. “Perfect.”

  “What’s that?” I question with a nervous chuckle.

  “Never mind.” She shakes her head, her eyes bright and excited. “I’ve got a question for you…”

  She looks at me expectantly, waiting for my name.

  “Andy.”

  “Andy,” she repeats with a smile. “How would you feel about being my Mr. January?”

  MR. FEBRUARY

  Mr. February – Calendar Boys Series, Book Two, will be releasing February 10th 2019.

  Visit www.nicolegoodinauthor.com for the cover reveal and to read the first chapter

  Amazon links:

  Amazon US

  Amazon UK

  Amazon AU

  Amazon CA

  THANK YOU!

  Thank you for reading Mr. January, I hope you enjoyed it.

  If you did enjoy it, please consider leaving a review; they give authors valuable feedback, help other readers find new books, and I’d really, really appreciate it!

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  Please remember:

  This book has been written using UK English and may contain euphemisms and slang words that form part of the New Zealand spoken word.

  Please remember that the words are not misspelled. They are slang terms and form part of everyday, New Zealand vernacular.

  I.e: I’m from New Zealand and sometimes we say weird things down here… please try and be cool about it.

  Thanks again!

  OTHER TITLES

  Love like Yours Series

  Rushed – Book 1

  Pierced – Book 2

  Hunted – Book 3

  Chased – Book 4

  Rock Games Novels

  Paper, Scissors, Rock: Vol. 1

  Hide and Seek: Vol. 2

  My Heart Duet

  My Heart Needs

  My Heart Wants

  Calendar Boys Novels

  Mr. January

  ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

  The song that inspired this book – Back To You – Selena Gomez. I heard this song and this whole story came to life.

  As always I’d like to thank the people around me that support me, my ideas and the work that I do – you all have no idea how grateful I am for your support.

  Thanks to the team at Spell Bound Editing, I appreciate your work so much.

  To everybody who read this book, thank you, thank you, thank you, I can’t express how grateful I am that you take a chance and pick up a book with my name on it.

  Thanks for reading and I hope that you continue on through the series to meet the other men!

  PLAYLIST

  Back To You – Selena Gomez

  7 Things – Miley Cyrus

  Want You Back – 5 Seconds of Summer

  Wicked Game (Acoustic) – Stone Sour

  All These Years – Camilla Cabello

  Please Don’t Go – Joel Adams

  Cologne – Selena Gomez

  Love Lies – Khalid & Normani

  Stay With Me – Sam Smith

  How Long Will I Love You – Ellie Goulding

  Breakeven – The Script

  Red – Taylor Swift

  21 – Mitch James

  Please Stay – Francois Klark

  Oceans Away – A R I Z O N A

  Never Be the Same – Camilla Cabello

  yes girl – Bea Miller

  Love Story – Taylor Swift

  Teenager in Love – Madison Beer

  Summertime Of Our Lives – Cody Simpson

  Genesis – Dua Lipa

  Tell Me You Love Me – Demi Lovato

  The Heart Wants What It Wants – Selena Gomez

  Chainsaw – Nick Jonas

  Consequences – Camilla Cabello

  One Last Time – Ariana Grande

  Fresh Eyes – Andy Grammer

  Final Song – MO

  Ocean – Martin Garrix & Khalid

  On Your Side – The Veronicas

  Wolves – Selena Gomez

  Only Us – Drax Project

  Chasing Fire – Lauv

  You’re Still the One – The Maine

  The One I Love – David Gray

  In Case You Didn’t Know – Boyce Avenue

  Unsteady – X Ambassadors

  Born To Be Yours – Kygo & Imagine Dragons

  Eastside – benny blanco, Halsey & Khalid

  Girls Like You – Maroon 5 & Cardi B

  Saving Time – Mitch James

  To Love Somebody – Bee Gees

  Enemies – Lauv

  I Was Wrong – A R I Z O N A & Robin Schulz

  First Time – Kygo & Ellie Goulding

  Brave Enough – AR I Z O N A

  Permanent – Kygo & JHart

  Touching You Aagin – Hot Shade, Mike Perry & Jane XO

  Little Do You Know – Campsite Dream

  Can’t Help Myself – Mitch James

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  NICOLE S. GOODIN is a romance author and mother of two from Taranaki in the North Island of New Zealand.

  In mid-2015, she started to write about a group of characters who wouldn’t get out of her head. Her first book, Rushed, was published in mid-2016.

  Nicole enjoys long walks on the beach, pillow fights and braiding her friends’ hair. She dislikes clichés, talking about herself in the third person, and people who don’t understand her sense of humour.

  Please feel free to contact her either via her website, email, Instagram, Twitter or on her Facebook page, she would love to hear your feedback. If you’re feeling really game, you can even sign up for her newsletter HERE.

  UPCOMING TITLES

  Calendar Boys Novels

  Mr. February

  Mr. March

  Mr. April

  Mr. May

  Mr. June

  Mr. July

  Mr. August

  Mr. September

  Mr. October

  Mr. November

  Mr. December

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  Nicole S. Goodin, Mr. January: A Second Chance Romance (Calendar Boys Book 1)

 

 

 


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