Surprise Me

By Anita Kidesu

Josie and Carson Sandberg are on the cusp of being empty-nesters. With a cross-country move and Carson's busy work schedule, there hasn't been much time to connect. When gifted with a romantic getaway and challenge that says "Surprise Me", the two embark on a trip that reveals secret desires and more. But sometimes a fantasy is better left undiscovered...

• Language: English
• Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
• Release date: Jan 27, 2016
• ISBN: 9781509206759

Anita Kidesu

Anita has been writing for years and finally decided to try her hand at erotica. She found that writing "romance with an edge" an enjoyable genre. Anita is married and lives in Northwestern Wisconsin. You can follow her blog at anitakidesu.wordpress.com

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Surprise Me

by

Anita Kidesu

A Candy Hearts Romance

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales, is entirely coincidental.

Surprise Me

COPYRIGHT © 2016 by Anita Kidesu

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission of the author or The Wild Rose Press, Inc. except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviews.

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Cover Art by RJ Morris

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Publishing History

First Scarlet Rose Edition, 2016

Digital ISBN 978-1-5092-0675-9

Published in the United States of America

Dedication

Dedicated to those who love Romance on the Edge

PRAISE FOR AUTHOR

Anita Kidesu

And Her Books…

SOUTH SEAS SEDUCTION

From the first page onward, I was captivated by the setting and the emotion. Emma has had a rough start on the plane but the three men work together and communicate how to take care of her. I thought that was a fantasy I liked: three men tending to your every need. And they are sexy! I am not usually a fan of erotica because I want to focus on the love between the characters and yet this one, I loved it a lot. This is one book I would read again or keep on my shelf. Or this might even lead me to love erotica, I am not sure.

~Romancing the Book

Chapter One

Thanks, Mary. Tom. Josie Sandberg hugged her in-laws as they stood next to their red SUV. Wrapping her arms around them was like hugging a sapling and a tree stump, one tall and thin, the other short and plump.

Tears pooled in her eyes as she looked at her gangly twin, teenaged sons, both acting as if they were going to be put on the rack rather than spend a week with their grandparents. Except for a few blow ups, they’d handled the move to San Antonio well, even though they’d left friends and family behind in Wisconsin.

Going to a new school for their senior year is difficult, Tom said, jingling his keys at his wife. His tall, trim body and dark hair graying at the temples gave Josie an idea of what her husband would look like as he aged. Perpetual wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were a testament to his off-beat humor.

Josie wiped the corners of her eyes. I know, but there wasn’t any choice. Move or Carson loses his job.

They’ll be fine with us. They both love history, and this trip to visit historic sites will be right up their alley. We’ll make sure they keep up on their schoolwork. Besides, you and Carson need this time alone, Mary said, patting Josie’s back. This has been stressful for all of you. Getting the house settled. Carson’s new job. You trying to find one. It can tear a couple apart.

Carson and I are okay, Mary. Anyway, she hoped they were.

Tom slid into the driver’s seat, shut the door, and leaned out the window. Don’t worry about the boys. You and Carson just find some time for yourselves. C’mon Mary. Let’s hit the road.

I put something on the counter for you. Use your imagination. Mary jogged around the rear of the SUV, and after a wink at Josie, she got in the passenger’s seat and buckled up. C’mon boys. Say goodbye to your mother.

After weak-armed hugs from her sons, Tom put the vehicle in reverse, backed out of the driveway, and drove down the street. Through moist eyes, Josie watched until they were out of sight. Her tears weren’t just about missing the boys, but fear over what the next week would bring.

A shiver ran through her that had nothing to do with the weather. Since moving to southern Texas from Wisconsin to be near her husband’s retired parents, their first winter in the south had been a breeze. No sub-zero temperatures with piles of snow. Just mild, warm weather. But still, a chill climbed down her back, as if her body knew something was going to happen—and not something good, either.

Carson had been so quiet since his parents had asked to take the boys on this trip. Was he worried there would be nothing to say to each other besides wondering how the kids and his parents were doing? She sure did. Whenever they went out to dinner and observed older couples eating silently, barely looking at each other let alone carrying on a conversation, she worried that would be them in a few years.

As she walked into the house, she wiped the tears from her face. Tears for already missing her kids. Tears for what used to be between her and her husband. It wasn’t just since coming to Texas, either. In the year before the move, Carson had been distant. She knew he worried over the status of his position in his company. Downsizing and outsourcing had become his world. Each day, week, month, they had grown further and further apart until all he did was work.

Once he accepted the company’s decision to transfer him to Texas, things became worse. She never saw him. She and the boys even chose this house on their own. Heck, she couldn’t remember when they’d last made love.

With fondness, she recalled the days when they made love anytime, anywhere. The days they barely made it in the house from work before their clothes were torn off and they were screwing like monkeys. Or hitting