Mia Murphy may be married to the man of her dreams. But the man in her dreams is the one that got away—her high school crush.
Mia’s stuck in a rut, just like every other stay-at-home mom, and the only thing saving her from her monotonous routine is her perfect husband, Declan. He’s gorgeous, he adores her, and the man stole her heart with his sexy singing voice. Mia feels like the luckiest girl in the world, until she discovers that Mr. Perfect is not Mr. Faithful. Mia is devastated. Everything she once believed about Declan and their marriage is now covered in a big cloud of doubt and regret. On impulse, she kicks the cheating bastard out, pushing them into a separation that could mean the end of the picture-perfect couple.
But when Mia receives an invitation to her high school reunion, she finds herself abandoning the present for the oh-so-alluring pull of the past. Although her heart still belongs to her husband, inescapable thoughts of her crush, Noah, resurface. And ten years later, Noah isn’t afraid to make his move. When the build-up of fantasies and ‘what ifs’ comes to a head, sparks fly and it’s Mia’s turn to question if her marriage is everything she wants out of life. Searching for answers, Mia dives head first into dating Noah, falling further away from her husband and closer to her old flame.
But Declan’s not giving up so easily. Mia is his one and only and he’s not about to let another man win her heart.
Regrets. Yes we all have them in life. The what ifs can literally tear a person apart. Along with their dreams and what they thought was a perfect life. But when doubt creeps in, sometimes the run away train that comes with it is so hard to stop.
Mia has been crushing on Noah for years. She always knew that if she could just get his attention, he would feel that connection too. Mia’s one last chance to try to get him to see her comes and goes. Now 10 years later, happily married to the man of dreams, everything is great right? Well when you have dreams about the one who got away while being with the man who is your everything, can things really be that great?
Mia’s husband Declan has had his moments of panic, but he has always been there for her. Until a night some secrets are revealed and Mia starts to doubt all those around her.
What I loved about the story was the back and forth between the past and the present. We really get to know Mia, Declan and Noah and see where their minds through this journey. I loved Declan and Noah well you can either take him or leave him. Mia is blinded by her fantasies of Noah and her hurt by Declan. But in the end will her heart know which man is truly her The Man of her Dreams? The characters are believable to true life and I found myself cheering for one team over the other. I thought this was a great book and can’t wait for more from Faith Andrews – 4 stars.
What the hell is wrong with me? For the past ten years, at least once every few months, I have dreamt about hot, steamy, glorious sex with Noah. Where our hands roam each other’s bodies, leaving no flesh untouched. Where he claims me as his own and I let him wrap his arms around me and tell me how much he loves me.
But I digress.
That is not my life. And it’s not that I object. I’m happy. I’m in love. I have a great life. Okay, fine, I’m semi-happy, with my semi-eventful life. I know I shouldn’t be so ungrateful; there are people out there who would give a right arm for my life, but it’s just so…ordinary.
Grace’s text interrupts my recurring thoughts.
Hot and steamy again? Did you…?
I waste no time texting back.
Nope! Not this time 😦 Woken too soon!
An unexpected heat pulses through me, reminding me of what I was ripped away from. Grace breaks me free of that fantasy too.
Don’t worry. Declan will be home soon. LOL
She’s right. And I plan to plop the kids right off at their Nana’s so that I can jump his bones. Is it crazy that thinking of sex with another man makes me want to jump my husband’s bones? Something’s wrong with me.
I wash my face again, needing the cold sensation. “There’s nothing wrong with you. It was just a dream,” I reassure my reflection, wishing I actually believed it.
I would believe it, if it weren’t happening so damn frequently. I have no reason for these subliminal messages to be intruding my dreams. I haven’t even had contact with Noah since…See? I can’t even remember the last time.
Besides, Declan is a good man, a hot man. Damn great…at least, it is when we actually manage to find time for sex. When the kids aren’t lodged in between us in our bed, or when he isn’t away on business. It isn’t the glamorous life he’d promised me when he proposed to me in college, but almost five years of marriage and two kids will do that to you. The monotony of reality will suck the glamour right out of any desperate housewife’s life.