Tears have never healed a wound...neither has a glock...but it will sure make you feel better...
Chase Campbell, a respected fiction writer is done with dating. The thought of jumping back into the dating world made her nauseous. She has decided to focus solely on her career and push herself to new limits in business.
Theodore Scott, an established journalist is what dreams are made of. Tall, dark and handsome the type of man every woman wants but isn't blessed to have. The man who has set his sights on Chase.
A chance encounter and Chase cannot resist. The dating God's were finally smiling down at her. She had found her one, everything in her body told her so. They laughed and talked for hours under moonlit stars. Made passionate love by candlelight. Everything was perfect, until the day it wasn't.
One moment in time, one missed call, one cancelled date, one awful secret, one body in the morgue.
Chase comes to realize the dating God's aren't smiling down on her after all, they are laughing at her expense.
Unfortunately the joke was on them, because that was the last time any laughter was paid at Chase's expense.