Genre: Fiction/African
American/Romance/ Contemporary Woman
Release Date: June 4,
2015
Digital ISBN 13:
978-1-63112-114-2 ISBN
10:1631121146
Print ISBN 13: 978-1-63112-115-9
ISBN10:1631121154
A Secret to Keep
Keeping secrets is a horrible way to live. Sloane Davis
should know.
She’s kept her son a secret from his father for almost a
year.
Now, her worst nightmare is coming true. Her ex is
re-entering her professional life in the midst of the biggest project of her
career. She’s about to come face to face with the only man she’s ever
loved - her son’s father.
Gates McCall is a brash man. He hasn’t always been this way,
but when Sloane walked out on him, something inside him broke. When
his company’s newest acquisition brings the two of them together once more,
little does he know seeing her will bring back a flood of memories, feelings,
and an unexpected surprise.
Bio for Railyn Stone:
Railyn Stone
hails from the Tar Heel State and is a romantic at heart. She believes you can
find romance in the simplest aspects of life and enjoys letting her imagination
run wild. Trying new restaurants, listening to music, playing golf and writing
over the top stories about ordinary people are the hobbies she cherishes most.
Author Contact Info:
Twitter: @railynwrites
Blog: railynstone.blogspot.com
Excerpt from A Secret to Keep:
Sloane
walked briskly down the hallway to her boss’s office. She wasn’t quite sure why Antony wanted to see her
first thing this morning, but she knew it must be pretty important for him to
leave her a voice mail before she was scheduled to be in the office. She paused
at the door, smoothed her black pencil skirt and straightened the collar on her
cobalt satin blouse. Peering into the edge of the chrome frame hanging outside
the beveled glass door she checked her teeth for any remnants of her breakfast
before knocking softly and turning the knob.
“Antony, you wanted to see me?” Stepping
into the beautifully decorated office, she fully expected to see Antony sitting
behind the huge mahogany desk he’d purchased on his last trip to Brazil and typing
away on the antiquated Royal
typewriter he refused to give up. Instead, she froze in her tracks and held
onto the brass doorknob as she came face to face with her ex-fiancé, Gates
McCall, one of the biggest names in real estate development on the East Coast.
Her breath caught in her throat as he and Antony both stood from their seats to
greet her. “Gates? What…what’re you doing here?” She wanted to move, but her
feet felt like anchors and her heels sunk deeper into the plush burgundy carpet
affixing her to the floor.
“I like personally checking in on my
investments.” She watched a slow sly grin grace his majestically tanned perfect
face. He was still as handsome as ever and time had done nothing but enhance
his appearance. He stood tall and commanding and the expensive suit he wore
hung on his frame as if the designer had him in mind when he drew the sketch.
Every dark hair on his head knew its place and she sucked in a breath as his brooding
hazel eyes, curtained by dark thick lashes, locked on hers.
She
licked her parched pouty lips and heard her own voice betray her as it squeaked
out. “Your investment?”
“Ah, yes, Sloane, I’m glad you’re here.
McCall International has purchased Boston Developers and Mr. McCall took time
out of his busy schedule to personally stop in to visit our Foundation. They’re
going to hold a meeting for all of the companies that were working with Boston
to let them know the status of their projects. But, I wasn’t aware you two knew
one another.” Sloane broke her intense gaze with Gates to turn a bewildered look
towards her jovial employer as he walked around his desk.
“We uh…” Still shocked by Gates’ presence, Sloane
scrambled to think of exactly what to say to Antony. It wasn’t like she could
just broadcast to her boss she was once engaged to the man who would determine
if their project would be built or not. Nor could she reveal she’d kept Gates’ nearly
nine month-old son, Brayden, a secret from him. In a matter of seconds, the
carefully crafted life she’d orchestrated was hitting a sour note. Here she
stood in front of a man she had once loved more than life, but with no way to
reveal the truth that could easily destroy her entire world.
“Yes, Antony, I know Sloane.” Sloane
diverted her vision to look at anything other than Gates. Her eyes traveled
from the exquisite tapestries hanging on the wall Antony and his wife, Isabella,
brought back from their trip to France, to the family photos lining the
mahogany shelves behind his desk. However, nothing worked and she found her
eyes sweeping back to his indomitable frame. Gates was magnificent and it was
taking everything in her not to crumble under his glare. “We have a few mutual
friends.” His cool demeanor and statement slashed her soul. In all honesty, he
had no reason to feel anything for her anymore after she’d walked out on him. But
his quick dismissal of their relationship cut her to the quick like it hadn’t
mattered at all.
