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A Love So Brand New
A Love So Brand New
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When you wish upon a star...

Sydney Winchester realizes there’s a spark missing from her marriage but she doesn’t know how to get it back. When her manager forces her to go on a vacation, it gets the wheels turning in her head on how to blow her husband’s mind. She can only hope it works or her Happily Ever After will become a distant memory.

Dean Winchester knows a challenge when he sees one and he knows his marriage is heading for trouble. A small break from hockey is exactly what he needs to revitalize his short marriage before it’s too late.

By marrying each other, their dream came true. Now they need to keep it alive.

Love So Brand New is a short novella in the new adult Breakaway series about recapturing the spark and reclaiming one’s identity.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherVera Roberts
Release dateApr 15, 2019
ISBN9780463283325
A Love So Brand New
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Vera Roberts

Vera is the bestselling author of the number one D'amato Brothers series, the Scott & Mariana serial, and the Breakaway series.She loves chocolate, has a Netflix addiction, and seeing the Maury show in person is currently on her bucket list. She's also a member of both the BeyHive and RihNavy.Vera currently resides in Los Angeles with her husband, Maks, son Bear, and cat Sushi.

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    A Love So Brand New - Vera Roberts

    A Love So Brand New

    By

    Vera Roberts

    For BESM.

    © 2017 Vera Roberts, All Rights Reserved

    Smashwords Edition

    This e-book is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This e-book may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient.

    This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locales, is entirely coincidental.

    Other Titles by Vera Roberts

    The Breakaway Series:

    Breakaway

    Game Misconduct

    Face-Off

    Power Play

    Scoring Chance

    The D’Amato Brothers Series:

    The Nanny

    To Love and Obey (BDSM)

    Where I Wanna Be

    All I’ve Ever Wanted

    Love

    Nothing Even Matters

    One More chance

    War

    D’Amato

    Stay With Me

    The Ellison Brothers Series:

    Her Savior

    Simply Complicated

    Her Ocean

    Watercolors

    Her Soul

    The Feeling Some Type of Way Series:

    Feeling Some Type of Way

    Bad and Bougie

    Not about That Life

    The D’Amato Brothers/S&M Crossover (BDSM):

    Anticipation

    Yes, Master

    I Need You

    The Jackson and Liane Series:

    Daddy’s Angel

    Fire We Make

    When Love Calls

    The Scott & Mariana Serial (BDSM):

    S&M

    S&M II

    Discipline

    S&M III, Vol. I

    S&M III, Vol. II

    S&M IV, Part 1

    The Ex-Factor

    Stronger Than Pride

    Unravel Me

    The State of Affairs Series:

    State of affairs

    Superpower

    Standalone Novels:

    I Knew You Were Trouble

    Wait for Love

    Soul Infinity Crew (under Maya Brooklyn)

    Short stories:

    Blow by Blow: Diary of a Call Girl #1

    Blow by Blow: Diary of a Call Girl #2

    Boo’d Up

    Dear Diary

    Gettin' It

    H.E.R.

    Hot Like Fire (Sweet and Clean Romance)

    Love’s Burden

    The Train Ride (Free on Smashwords.com)

    The Erotic Intoxication, Vol. I: Bad Girls

    The Painter

    Til Tomorrow

    What About Us?

    To Contact Vera

    Facebook Page:

    www.facebook.com/ms.vera.roberts

    Blog:

    www.veraroberts.com

    Wattpad:

    https://www.wattpad.com/user/veraroberts

    Email:

    eroticamistress@gmail.com

    Blurb

    When you wish upon a star…

    Sydney Winchester realizes there’s a spark missing from her marriage but she doesn’t know how to get it back. When her manager forces her to go on a vacation, it gets the wheels turning in her head on how to blow her husband’s mind. She can only hope it works or her Happily Ever After will become a distant memory.

    Dean Winchester knows a challenge when he sees one and he knows his marriage is heading for trouble. A small break from hockey is exactly what he needs to revitalize his short marriage before it’s too late.

    By marrying each other, their dream came true. Now they need to keep it alive.

    Love So Brand New is a short novella in the new adult Breakaway series about recapturing the spark and reclaiming one’s identity.

    One

    Everything started with a blank canvas.

    She never knew what was she going to draw, preferring to get inspiration from her imagination and pop culture. Artwork either took several minutes, several days, or several weeks. One was never like the other.

    As Sydney Winchester felt the rough smoothness of the large blank canvas in front of her, even she wondered what she was about to create.

    She’d set the world on fire with her art, creating different pieces with various media depending on her mood. Art collectors clamored over her oil drawings, while the internet loved her traditional paint. Her preference was paint, though she’d become a fan of markers in recent weeks.

    It ultimately didn’t matter to Sydney how she drew. She often drew for herself, with the audience being the second consideration. If they liked what she did, it was awesome. If they didn’t, it was still awesome. It just meant what she did wasn’t for their consumption.

    It’d been a whirlwind year for the artist. From her art commercial where she had sex with her husband, hockey superstar Dean Winchester, to the controversial #NeverForget mural she created featuring quarterback pariah Caleb Kelly, Sydney was unstoppable.

    She’d just arrived home from a six-month international tour to many different art galleries where she hobnobbed with prestigious art collectors, celebrities, and the wealthiest of the wealthy.

    No amount of $1000-a-plate dinners, expensive champagne, and high heels that made her feel like Beyoncé but made her feet feel like she was walking on pins with each step, could replicate the feeling she had at home in Manhattan Beach with her hubby as he fixed them both peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for dinner.

    Life was about the simple things. The older Sydney had become, the more she’d appreciated the simplest gestures. She had the lifestyle most people could only dream of and the trinkets of toys between her and Dean to keep up with the Joneses. If she wanted to be truthful, there was a lot to the saying the best things in life were free and Sydney took full advantage of all of them.

    The symphony of busy horns and angry drivers crept through the Los Angeles loft. Steam billowed from underground into wispy smoke. The sun shined through the windows, but the weather told a different story. It was an eye-opening cold season, and something Sydney was not used to. It was not like the weather back in her native San Francisco, where it could be blistering cold in the winter and it stayed that way.

    L.A. was a different beast. It could be almost 90 degrees one day, only to go down to 60 degrees the next. It was a rollercoaster Sydney still tried to learn how to ride. Even the L.A. natives complained about the weather.

    Sydney would worry about the weather later. She needed to focus on her new painting. She hadn’t painted in a while; a while for Sydney was only a few days but she already felt the proverbial rust form on her fingers.

    She was also drawing a blank in terms of inspiration. Nothing was capturing her attention the way it captured her colleagues and other creatives. Sure, she made a custom-made art piece for the entire cast of the latest superhero movie and even got to meet all of them as she presented the frames.

    But that was last week. An artist was only good as her last creation.

    She had her artwork prominently featured at the Ferguson Gallery, and Sydney was about to embark on another tour to Washington D.C. to be featured in the National Museum of African-American History and Culture in a few weeks. She wanted to present something exciting to the museum and give it to them for honoring her.

    While a thank you would suffice, Sydney knew better to go empty-handed at a cookout.

    A loud buzzing sound indicated she had a visitor and Sydney glanced at the monitors to see who it was. She briefly smiled and buzzed up the person before she went back to studying her canvas. Despite the distraction, she was still stuck.

    Good Morning, Sydney, Ian Ferguson’s British voice boomed throughout the loft. He brought coffee and bagels from a coffee shop called Caffeinated and set them on a nearby counter.

    Dressed in dark slacks with a light V-neck sweater, Ian made long strides towards his prime artist and muse. She didn’t even turn around to acknowledge him when he entered and he knew better to ask her if something was wrong.

    He already knew the answer – she was stuck.

    Heir to the Ferguson dynasty who owned the world-famous Ferguson Gallery and partial-owners of the Los Angeles Kings, Ian carved a name for himself as a successful restaurateur. A brief (really, it was one night) fling with Sydney made the pair realize they were better off as friends and business associates.

    He stood beside her and folded his arms over his chest, trying to see what Sydney was trying to envision. A blank canvas was never good and he wasn’t concerned about her mental health. Painting was more than expressing art using a plethora of colors on a canvas. It also meant inspiration.

    Sydney currently lacked that.

    He finally turned towards her and studied her features. Strikingly beautiful with light brown skin, Sydney wore her long, black hair into a messy bun on her head. She had on athletic shorts that streamlined her long legs and a tank top that showed how fit she was.

    She added a few more tattoos to her growing sleeve and adornment all over her body, yet it looked tasteful, not Soundcloud rapper-esque. Her face, free of makeup, was clouded in worry with furrowed brows and a mouth that couldn’t decide if it wanted to frown or crinkle in contemplation.

    There wasn’t a stench in the room nor on Sydney, but Ian could tell the walls were starting to close in on her just based on how her face looked. How long have you been in here?

    Since Dean was on a six-day road trip, Sydney didn’t feel comfortable staying at their home alone and moved into the loft during his absence. She also realized she hadn’t left since she’d started staying there. A while.

    Ian’s eyebrows briefly rose up before they settled back down. A while meant Sydney’s already light skin was going to make her paler and unrecognizable if she didn’t get any vitamin D and human interaction soon. Break time.

    She let out a small sigh of defeat. Maybe seeing people and having fresh air was good for her. And maybe, she would get inspired to create something. Yeah.

    Two

    How’s your marriage?

    The question jarred Sydney out of her daydreaming. The atmosphere inside Sentiment was warm and cozy, like a blistering winter night spent by the fireplace. Candles lit the wall sconces while the restaurant was kept at a comfortable temperature.

    Executives brainstormed amongst themselves, brokering the latest deals. Housewives and socialites noshed on restaurant favorites and shared the latest Botox-filled gossip. A few college students gathered around a table and discussed a presentation over cocktails.

    Charlotte Day Wilson’s Stone Woman softly played overhead, giving the restaurant any extra sophisticated feel. As Ian began to put various appetizers on small plates, Sydney contemplated her answer.

    Her marriage was…well, after the honeymoon and endless sex for a year, she and Dean settled into a routine. She painted, he played, and during the off-season, it was non-stop partying and sex.

    Wash, rinse, and repeat.

    Then a weird thing happened – the routine became predictable and dare she thought, boring. The passion and excitement they had in their whirlwind romance and quick wedding seemed to give away to complacency and predictability. There was still romance between them and Dean showed how effortlessly he made the most mundane things so romantic.

    Sydney briefly smiled when she thought about how Dean made a sandwich for her and wrote I <3 U with mustard. She missed how he would approach her from behind, sweeping her dark brown locks aside, and plant a kiss on her neck, moaning as he did it. He once managed to shave S into his pubic hair so she would always remembered who owned that, who he belonged to.

    She missed how he would do character impressions in bed. One time during lovemaking,

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