A name. That is all it takes to turn Suzanne Roberts' ideal life into her worse nightmare.
She lost her true love twenty-one years ago, started a new life, and raised their son Nathan alone. Now a prominent Chicago attorney, Suzanne doesn't need painful memories resurfacing. She never thought her son's new friend would bring them back with a vengeance.
A glimpse of a photo starts Matthew LaSalle on a quest for the truth. He has an eerie suspicion of why Nathan's mother doesn't want their children to date. He flies to Chicago to confront her and finds himself face to face with his lost love.
An accident, amnesia and continuing deception work to keep this couple from their dream life together. Can they break the cycle and finally come full circle?
Excerpt:
Suzanne braced for his impending anger. “I’m sure she is, son, but you still can’t date her.”
He straightened again and frowned. “What gives you the right to tell me who I can or can’t date? I think I’m old enough to make my own decisions.”
“You are, but…”
“But nothing, Mom!”
Her concern deepened. He’d never lashed out at her like this before. Perhaps, her approach had been wrong, but coherent thought had been almost nonexistent since he’d given her the news—along with sleep. Thank goodness, she hadn’t had a court case this week. “Nathan, settle down. Let’s discuss this.”
“There’s nothing to talk about.” He walked into the living room.
She fought her building anxiety as she followed him. “You don’t need to associate with the LaSalle family, Nathan.”
He stopped and swung around. “Give me one good reason why not. They’re a decent family.”
“There are things you don’t know.”
“I know her parents are divorced, and her mother is an alcoholic. But her dad’s a good man.” He turned back toward his bedroom.
“Scott is too much like his father, Braxston.” The words had rushed out before she could stop them, but Nathan would learn the association soon enough.
“Scott? A.J.’s dad’s name isn’t Scott, it’s Matthew.”
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