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FORGIVEN by Leigh Lennon is releasing April 3rd!  

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My ex-husband kept a secret from me, when we were married. It was the worst betrayal. Now, after three years, of picking up my life, I've found a new man, one who had claimed my heart. He held the same secret, but in his honesty, I can move on with him, the only problem, I've never stopped loving my ex-husband.

I lied to my wife for years, never being true to myself. I still loved her, but without her trust, we couldn't build a future together. It's why she was my ex-wife, and my heart was broken when she began to fall for another man. A man I, too, find myself falling for, as I continued to love her from afar. 

My life was a wreck until I pieced it back together little by little. When the captivating Clara entered my life, I fell and fell hard. A secret had damaged her. I won't hurt her, but is that possible—when I was as attracted to her ex-husband as I was to her?


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JackNow, this I could work with. I’d told Clara two weeks ago that I wasn’t looking at Bodhi and her as a package deal, but now, it was a whole new ballgame. My eyes wandered to Clara, her hand resting on Bodhi’s shoulder. It wasn’t there a second ago, but now it was.
“See, now we’re getting somewhere.” I gestured toward her hand, connected with his body, and she yanked it away. “No, foxy, don’t do that. I’m not jealous.” She hid her face from me. “What you did, making a physical connection with Bodhi, is innate. It’s like a reflex you’d been denying yourself for years.” I pushed to my feet, moving around the table to kneel next to her. “Foxy, look at me.”
Her eyes shifted to mine, and I see tears in them. “How many times have you wanted to touch Bodhi over the years but couldn’t because you were too hurt to admit you wanted to trust him again?”
When she didn’t answer me, I turned my attention to Bodhi on the other side of Clara. “Bo, how about you? How many times have you wanted Clara?”
I knew the answer. He’d never been shy about how he wanted her back. 
Bodhi cleared his throat. “Since the day she kicked me out three years ago.”
“Clara, you won’t hurt me. Well, unless you tell me you only want Bodhi, but I don’t think it’s what you want. If I were to wager a very educated guess, I’d say you want us both, and judging by how I continued to make love to you after your ex walked in the room, I’m not against this.”
A weak smile pulled at her face, and she snickered softly. “Yeah, I’d say that would normally deflate everything.” All three of us chuckled at her wording. “But you’re right, it didn’t.”
I stood, stepping over slightly to push my way between the chairs they sat in side by side, moving them toward me, as I brought a chair between them. “Hell, I know what I’m saying sounds so fucking overwhelming. And I won’t lie, it could go bad…”
“Way to lead with the bad news first, Jack,” Bodhi crooned next to me. 
“But”—I directed my attention to him in a teasing way—“as I was saying before, I was interrupted…” I turned my head to the side, looking at Clara. “It could be one of the most beautiful things in the world. I wasn’t honest with my first triad because I had so much pent-up frustration and I couldn’t be true to myself.” I didn’t want to go into my infertility with Bodhi right now, but it would be something I addressed very soon if we moved forward with this. “So, when I push for honesty, I saw how the lack of it affected my relationship with Cami and Dane. And after listening to you two, I could see why your marriage fell apart.”


I am a woman who loves to share all my imaginary friends with the world.
My characters become as real to me as those I call family.
I am a girl, who loves pretty nails, spikey hair and large earrings.
Coffee and wine call to me daily, depending on the time of the day.
I am a mom first and foremost and my kids are the breath of my life.
I met my husband while serving in the military and I am proud to say he's kicked cancer's ass!
I write real life issues that reflect a little of my own little world.
My family tolerates the seventh member of our family, my computer, as I lug this vital piece everywhere I go.

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