N-I-P Excerpts, Prologue

After many, many months of brainstorming, starting a story, editing a story, stopping a story, nearly throwing my laptop against the wall because I had writer's block on a story…I've FINALLY completed the first prologue and chapter of my urban romance fiction novel. Now I'm a total perfectionist, but in order to get past chapter 1 and actually finish the novel...I have to ease up on the OCD editing (so forgive me on tech/grammatical errors…definitely won't be in the final version)

I've decided to post some excerpts from every chapter (or every few) from my NIP/novel-in progress. My title is in working mode, as I'm waiting for it to come to me naturally or until I actually complete the novel.

So *insert my novel title here* is about Mischa Brown, 24, and her beautiful family, beautiful, at least, to the outside world. The Browns seem to have it all…money, power, respect,…until life's grandiose picture slowly starts to become not-so perfect forcing Mischa and her family into a battle of obstacles with friends, parents, careers, even total strangers. The characters are going to be pushed beyond their limits in the streets, in the office, in the bedroom… as they struggle to find out if the love amongst them can conquer all the drama or if it just isn't enough. It's about finding purpose from and within God, facing your past, and realizing that no one can make a testimony to living the good life until you've gone through the test.

We start with good girl, uber-successful, Mrs. Mischa Brown who's out enjoying the night celebrating, having a few drinks with the girls, when things with the bartender start to heat up a bit.

Enjoy and please leave your thoughts!

PROLOGUE

Barton's NightClub..Atlanta,GA

 

Hampton tasted strong and pure, like unadulterated chocolate. His flavor was deep—maybe he would get deep inside of her. They were going to have to take this back to his place, for sure. Mischa was certain his home was big, among other things.

Dear God. Home.

Mischa instantly pulled back from her lip locking charade, a slight smile still permanently tweaked on Hampton.

"I am so sorry, but I can't let you do this", she said.

"Baby, really, the bar tab is not a big deal. Kiss me like that again & Barton's will never charge you."

He reached in once more, pecking her lightly on the corner of her mouth.

"No, you don't understand" Mischa said, her whole body tense, refusing to look up and face him. "Hampton, I'm, m-, um, I'm sorta kinda married."

Hampton glanced down. He stared at the 5-carat rock engraving her left hand. His expression proved this was his first time seeing it.

"I'm so, so, sorry," she said. She quickly looked back over her shoulder. Had any of her girlfriends seen? She tried to remember if Kristen had walked all the way out of the club. She glanced back over at Hampton, a forced smile on her face.

A small frown flickered across his as he leaned into her again. His breath was as cool as his demeanor as he set his lips close and whispered.

"I love you Mischa", he said.

Mischa said nothing and struggled to stay firm. Those words hit deep inside her chest, absorbing her being deeper than the kiss. His hands tensed, as he interlocked his fingers through hers. She had sipped on about three drinks tonight, but Mischa knew this feeling wasn't just related to the liquor.

"I love you too", she answered softly.

Only God could explain this feeling.

His eyes stared into her soul, looking for more. But Mischa didn't have anything left. At least not right now. He was her love at first sight and Mischa would never be able to be with him.

"I have to go" she said.

Hampton sighed as he withdrew his hands from hers. Their silence drifted like a boat lost at sea. The only sound that followed was the light clicking of Mischa's pumps as she left the bar and headed towards the club's exit. He had stolen her heart in a way that no one ever had, including her husband, but as Mischa walked away, she couldn't help but wonder why she felt like the thief.

So much for thinking anything in this world was free.

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