by Tracie Delaney
Winning Ace #3
Publication Date: October 11, 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance, Serial
A destroyed career.
A bitter break-up.
After Tally’s perfect life implodes, she moves to Greece. There she finds a country overcome with refugees fleeing the crisis in the Middle East.
She vows to help and, in the process, begins to heal herself.
Shattered by his loss, Cash commits to months of therapy, determined to win back the love of his life. His struggles, though, are far from over.
When a shocking turn of events thrusts Tally back into Cash’s life a moment of joy brings a stranger into their lives.
Who is she? What does she want?
And will Tally and Cash ever find lasting happiness?
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Cash wandered aimlessly around the house, catching sight of himself in the hallway mirror. He looked like shit—hair unkempt, beard in desperate need of a trim. He had dark circles under his eyes, an outward sign of an internal battle.
The buzzer sounded, telling him someone was at the front gates. Well, they could fuck off. He didn’t want to see anyone.
“Cash, it’s Mum. Is everything okay?”
Not even her.
“I don’t care how long I have to stand here before you let me in, but you should know it’s raining. Do you want me to catch cold?”
He grimaced as guilt pinched at his insides. Of course not. What does she take me for?
“Tally, open the gates, darling, or so help me, I’m climbing over.”
He pressed the buzzer, estimating it would take his mother about two minutes to walk up the drive. He had two minutes to get his shit together and try to find a way to explain why Natalia wasn’t there.
He didn’t get two minutes. Sixty seconds later, Mum knocked at the door.
“You should have called.” Cash opened it, ignoring her shocked face as she got a good look at him.
“I did. Several times.” Rachael closed the door behind her and followed him into the living room. Her eyes fell on the broken vase he still hadn’t dredged up the energy to tidy since he’d smashed it three days earlier. He hadn’t aimed for Natalia. Had he?
“What’s going on? Where’s Tally? And why aren’t you answering your phone?”
“That’s a lot of questions,” he muttered, dragging a trembling hand through his hair.
“So take them one at a time.”
“Fine,” he snapped. “I’m losing my fucking mind. Natalia isn’t here because I threw her out, and I’m not answering my phone because I don’t fucking want to talk to anyone.”
He sank onto the sofa and glanced at the floor because he couldn’t stand to look at the stunned expression on his mother’s face. Silence lay thick between them. It was his responsibility to speak first, but the words of apology stuck in his throat.
The sofa dipped as his mother sat beside him. Her fingers wrapped around his, and she squeezed. “Do you want to tell me what happened?”
“Is she okay?” she asked gently.
He flashed her a black look. “You mean have I turned into my father?”
“That isn’t what I meant,” she said in an indignant tone. “Don’t put words in my mouth, Cash.”
“Sorry,” he mumbled. “She’s fine. But she won’t be if she stays with me.”
“What does that mean?”
He faced her, hot tears burning his eyes because he refused to let them fall. “I don’t know what’s happening to me. I get angry over nothing, and I have no control over it. I can’t turn into him, Mum.”
“Oh, Cash.” She put her arms around him. For a few seconds, he remained stiff, but as she hugged tighter he gave in, sinking against her. She stroked his hair and whispered comforting words in his ear.
“I had to make her go, because if I didn’t, I couldn’t be sure I wouldn’t hurt her.”
She gently cupped his face, giving him no choice but to look at her. “You need help, sweetheart.”
He jerked his head back and folded his arms across his chest. “I’m not seeing a shrink.”
A resigned sigh spilled from her lips. “Then there must be someone you can talk to. Someone who understands what you’re going through.”
He pinched his nose between his thumb and forefinger as he contemplated his mother’s idea. There was someone, but Cash hadn’t seen him in a long while. Far too long.
The time had come to build bridges.
DON’T MISS THE OTHER BOOKS IN THE WINNING ACE SERIES!
WINNING ACE, #1
LOSING GAME, #2
ABOUT TRACIE DELANEY
Tracie Delaney is the author of the Winning Ace trilogy. She loves nothing more than immersing herself in a good romance, although she sometimes, rather cheekily, makes her characters wait for their HEA.
When she isn’t writing or sitting around with her head stuck in a book, she can often be found watching The Walking Dead, Game of Thrones or any tennis match involving Roger Federer. Her greatest fear is running out of coffee.
Tracie studied accountancy, gaining her qualification in 2001. Her maths teacher would no doubt be stunned by this revelation considering Tracie could barely add two plus two at high school.
Tracie lives in the North West of England with her amazingly supportive husband. They both share a love of dogs, travel and wine.