Thank you so much, Heidi, for letting me visit and talk about my new release, Waiting Fate!
Waiting Fate is very close to my heart because it’s based on the true love story between my husband and I. If you ever hear me talking about him, it’s clear pretty quickly that he is literally my hero. For one thing, he can do anything. He dyes my hair, he bakes, he cooks better than most restaurant chefs. He rebuilds houses, chases spiders, and puts up with all my eccentricities without ever complaining. I must have Pringles at 11 pm? He’ll get them. The man deserves a medal. But he’s also my hero because he saved me from a life of darkness and pain.
Which is why, when my publisher had an open call for submissions for true love stories, I jumped at the chance. Admittedly, I didn’t realize how hard writing our story would be, because we went through a lot of trials to get to our happy ever after. But I wrote it and, I’m thrilled that I am able to share it with readers. I hope that by sharing our story and my trials with escaping domestic abuse, it will help someone else who might be in a similar situation realize that there is a way out, and that you don’t have to do it alone!
W.B. Kinnette was born and raised in Utah, the baby of the family and spoiled rotten. She lived briefly in Texas and Alaska before coming back to raise her family only a few miles from her childhood home. She’s loved writing since she was small, because daydreams demand to be written down. She believes that dreams must be chased, if only so she can tell her children honestly that dreams do come true if you work hard enough – and never give up!
As he walked her to her door, she slid her small fingers into his, and he ran his thumb across the back of her hand. The night was cool. At the door she turned, smiling up at him. “Thank you Archer. It was… fun.”
He couldn’t see clearly, but he could swear she was smirking. Yeah, you blew your chance. Way to go. So he hugged her, wrapping his arms around her waist, like he’d done a hundred other times before. They were a huggy group.
He was surprised when she rose on her toes and slid her arms around his neck, holding tight like he was a lifeline. He pulled back, just a bit, hoping but afraid to hope as he searched her eyes. They sparkled, just a bit, and then she leaned forward, closing the gap between them and brushing her lips against his.
Time stopped. The world stopped and he froze in shock. It took him several seconds to realize what was happening, and then he kissed her back, holding her tight against him. He could feel her heart racing, matching his. When she relinquished his lips, he sucked in a breath, struggling to breathe. “I’ve wanted to do that since high school,” he muttered, almost without realizing it.
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