We Have Till Dawn - Cara Dee Page 0,69
I’d never thought I would find my dream in the very moment I came home from work, kissed a tired Gideon hello, got an update on everything, then spent some time laying down the law to our son because Gideon hadn’t been able to. I just fucking lived for it. Then I’d make us dinner while my man got some rest, and we’d eat together and swap stories about our day. Starting next year, it would involve homework for Hannah, which was nuts. She was growing up too fast.
Part of me wanted one more—three was a good number. Another part of me really fucking enjoyed arranging for babysitters within the family so Gideon and I could fuck off for a weekend here and there.
Maybe when Sammy got a little older.
Either way, I was ready for whatever life might throw at us, as long as we maintained our tradition of stopping for fries at Gideon’s favorite place on Saturdays. Otherwise, he got crankier than Sammy on an empty stomach.
But for now, we were going to sit here and feel ridiculously proud as our daughter played “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star” on her very own guitar.
Nicky and Gideon will be back in Anthony’s story, We Have Till Monday, where the gang is off to Nashville.
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About Cara
I’m often awkwardly silent or, if the topic interests me, a chronic rambler. In other words, I can discuss writing forever and ever. Fiction, in particular. The love story—while a huge draw and constantly present—is secondary for me, because there’s so much more to writing romance fiction than just making two (or more) people fall in love and have hot sex.
There’s a world to build, characters to develop, interests to create, and a topic or two to research thoroughly.
Every book is a challenge for me, an opportunity to learn something new, and a puzzle to piece together. I want my characters to come to life, and the only way I know to do that is to give them substance—passions, history, goals, quirks, and strong opinions—and to let them evolve.
I want my men and women to be relatable. That means allowing room for everyday problems and, for lack of a better word, flaws. My characters will never be perfect.
Wait…this was supposed to be about me, not my writing.
I'm a writey person who loves to write. Always wanderlusting, twitterpating, kinking, cooking, baking, and geeking. There’s time for hockey and family, too. But mostly, I just love to write.
~Cara.
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