New Release - SAVED BY THE PINK FLAMINGO by Linda LaRoque - #FireStarPress #RomanticSuspense @prairierosepub

Can one dinner with an obsessive client tear a marriage apart?

Laurel Thorne has been happily married to her husband, Boyd, for twenty years, but when he forgets their anniversary, she’s more than hurt—she’s angry. Though he’s tied up having dinner with an important client, Meredith Baxter, the picture that someone anonymously sends Laurel says that maybe the dinner wasn’t “all” business.

Laurel packs her art supplies, her clothes, and her dog, then hits the road—alone—in the old retro family travel trailer, known as The Pink Flamingo. After years of devoting her attention to her husband, her college-age twins, and her home, it’s time to see if she can still follow her own dreams of becoming the artist she’s always hoped to be.

But her alone time turns deadly when Boyd’s deranged client decides that he’s the man for her—not for Laurel—and there’s only one way to fix that. Laurel must die.  Though the travel trailer has been a haven for her to regain her perspective, can that sanctuary provide what she needs to salvage her marriage—and stay alive? Laurel must keep her wits about her as the crazed Meredith Baxter attempts an all-out assault. Now that she knows what’s truly important, will Laurel be SAVED BY THE PINK FLAMINGO?

EXCERPT

Laurel remained still as Boyd climbed into bed. His clean male scent, combined with the after-shave he wore, teased her senses. He slipped one arm under her, the other around her to spoon her next to his body. He placed a kiss on the back of her neck. "Honey, I'm so sorry." His voice hoarse, he added, "Please, forgive me. I'll make it up to you, I promise."

Gasping for air, to keep from crying, she managed to whisper, "I'll always forgive you, but forgetting is much harder. I'm not sure right now if I can do that. Forget trying to make it up. I don't want you to."

He released a sigh of disappointment...she guessed.

Sure, she could say, "It's all right. Don't worry about it." But why? It would be a lie. It hurt to think this day wasn't as special to him as it was for her; that he wasn't as romantic as he'd been even two years ago. Had she let herself go? Yes, she'd put on five pounds in the last couple of years, and she'd not had her hair styled in a while. Silver threads were scattered throughout the dark strands, but she liked the look. Maybe he didn't.