Title: Nobody’s Business
Author: by M.J. Kane
Series: The Butterfly Memoirs
Publisher: 5 Prince Publishing
Pages: 246 pages/551KB
Date: July 02, 2015
Rating: 4 stars
Told in the first person.
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M.J. Kane stumbled into writing. An avid reader, this once stay-at-home mom never lost the overactive imagination of an only child. As an adult she made up stories, though never shared them, to keep herself entertained. It wasn’t until surviving a traumatic medical incident in 2006 that she found a reason to let the characters inhabiting her imagination free. Upon the suggestion of her husband, she commandeered his laptop and allowed the characters to take life.
It was that, or look over her shoulder for men caring a purple strait jacket. And the rest, as they say, is history.
No longer a television addict, if M.J. isn’t reading a book by one of her favorite authors, she’s battling with her creative muse to balance writing and being a wife and mother. She resides in the suburbs of Atlanta, Georgia with her high school sweetheart, four wonderful children, and four pit bulls. During the day, MJ is a librarian, in her spare time she is director of a local writer’s group, or online connecting with readers and other authors. Other activities she enjoys include: creating custom floral arrangements, assisting her children in their creative pursuits of music and art, and supporting her husband’s music production business, 3D Sounds. MJ’s debut novel, A Heart Not Easily Broken, Book one of the Butterfly Memoirs, became an instant Amazon Bestseller in Multicultural Romance and African-American Literature and Fiction within hours of publication. It has also spent time on the African-American Women’s Fiction and African-American Romance Bestsellers lists.
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Trevon Campbell’s world changed the moment his ex-girlfriend announced he was a father. Determined to make up for his past mistakes, he gives Trina what she
wanted before their breakup, what feels like his soul, which means forgetting the woman he had a one-night stand with, the woman who stole his heart.
Kai Malone doesn’t want to play by her family’s rules. Instead of working for the family business, she became a firefighter. Being a female of multicultural descent, working in a field dominated by men, Kai focuses on her job to ignore the infidelity of her fiancé. Tired of his deceit, she gave in to a one-night stand with a complete stranger, someone she’d never have to see again…or so she thought.
When tragedy strikes, their worlds collide, leaving them no choice but to deal with each other again. It doesn’t take long for them to realize the attraction that brought them together the first time is stronger than ever, forcing
Trevon to make the biggest decision of his life.
Trevon to make the biggest decision of his life.
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Trevon “Tre” Campbell is having a serious talk with a friend. Kai Malone seems to have something in common with Tre. Finding out what they have in common and where it will lead is a great way to grab a reader’s attention.
This story shows how intertwined our lives can be with those around us. It also shows how tragedy can change things. And it can also be considered a wake up call about our morality – some things you just can’t predict. This is one of mixed emotions and the same would hold true in real life. But during sad times, something good can also happen.
One thing I loved about this story was how the author gave Kai a position that would mostly belong to men. It shows how much both society and romance novels have changed. Our author has written a story that will take you a couple of days to read. You don’t want to rush your experience, and that includes skipping around. And you certainly don’t want to miss the ending that will have you smiling. My one disappointment is that I’ve missed out on reading the first three books in this series. The author lets you know that the next book comes out next year. So if you’re like me and have missed out on the other books, you’ll have plenty of time to catch up.
Shrieks from the backyard drew my attention. Kids were everywhere, along with their parents. Water was flung back and forth by all parties as kids ran around trying their best to shoot miniature water guns at their parents, mainly their dads, who had Super Soakers. The activity was perfect for this time of the year. The heat and humidity would normally run people indoors, but add a bit of water and you had the perfect excuse to be outside. Talk about unfair.
I smiled at the sight, and again regretted listening to Ricky’s advice of wearing skin tight jeans and heels. Rough housing was my element.
And then I saw Malik.
All six-foot-two of sexy. He was soaked from head to toe, his thick, light brown curly hair glistening as if he’d just gotten out of a pool. His white t-shirt clung to his chest highlighting every ounce of chiseled muscle. He chased his nephew around for a moment, but stopped to wipe water out of his eye. And wouldn’t you know, he glanced towards the patio door, saw me looking at him, then smiled that halfcocked smile I used to love.
And here I stood, dressed to kill and ogling his sexy frame.
“He’s been here for a while.” Sharice peered over my shoulder. “Can’t say I blame you for the late arrival. I wouldn’t be in a hurry to see my ex either.”
I kept my groan internal, then turned and walked back into the kitchen. Times like this made me wish Sharice had someone else as a brother-in-law. No matter how much I tried, I would never be able to avoid him. Serves me right for dating someone in my close circle of friends and family.
“Is there something I can do to help out? I’m not in a rush to go outside.” I looked down and realized my hands were shaking. I don’t know why. It wasn’t like Malik Lafitte was God’s gift to women.
If he was, it was a cruel joke on us all.
“Sure. You can put ice in the cups. They’ll be wrapping up soon then coming inside to eat.” Her hand went to my shoulder. “Take your time. I’ll let Kelli know you’re here.”
I nodded my thanks and went to work. The plastic cups sat in a row on a tray. I scooped ice with an empty one and tried my best to focus on the work and not the man outside the door.
It wasn’t long after Sharice left that I heard the sliding glass door open and prayed it wasn’t Malik coming inside.
“Where’s the bag?”
I knew that voice. Though it was only one night, the smooth and sexy cadence had been burned into my memory. My body tingled as I bit my lip and forced myself to look over my shoulder. Damn, he still looked good.
“Trevon?” Somehow, I managed to be the one to speak first. I cursed on the inside.
A pair of eyes so brown that they drew me in every time I saw him turned in my direction.
“Kai?” His gaze ran over me before meeting mine again. “Hi…you look…um…good.”
Unable to look away, I swallowed hard. “Thanks. You, too.”
That was an understatement. Like Malik, Trevon was soaked from head to toe as well. The only difference was his sexy brought on memories of our time spent in bed.
Back before we realized we ran in the same circles. It seemed I was a magnet for disastrous relationships.
He glanced down at his attire, then chuckled. “Uh, thanks.”
Despite of our past encounters, I decided this time I would be the bigger person. I plastered on a smile and ignored the memory of his fingertips sliding over my bare shoulders.
“Let me guess, Junior did that.”
Laughter left his face, his attention going back to the door leading to the festivities. “No, it was my─”
“Tre?” A new voice entered the kitchen, and with it, a woman wearing a bathing suit and shorts. She carried an adorable little boy on her hip. She wiped water from his face. “Where is your daddy?”
It was a struggle to close my mouth.
The little boy was a spitting image of his father.
I looked back at Trevon who now looked away as if he’d been caught in a lie.
“Tre, where’s the bag? Justin is getting cold.”
“Right, the bag. I think we left it in the car. I’ll be right back.” He disappeared down the hall, leaving me and the un-named woman alone in the kitchen.
She sat her son on the empty space of the counter, then ran her hands over his shoulders. “It’s okay. Mommy is going to get you warm as soon as daddy gets a towel.”
Trevon had a son and a wife?
I swallowed my disappointment and went back to putting ice in cups.
‘I don’t lie’…his words echoed in my mind from the conversation had the night we met. The night we slept together and played his five question game.
‘Do you have kids?’
His response, ‘No, but I want some.’
Our encounter had been less than a year ago. Judging by the age of the little boy, he’d been lying.
After all that crap he talked that night, he managed to prove my point. The existence of any good man was a fantasy.
“Yo, Tre, what are you doing outside? The party is in there, man.” The groom stumbled, caught himself against the door jamb.
I chuckled. “Shaun, you’re drunk.”
“So what? It’s my party.” He raised his beer bottle and gulped the remaining liquid. “Tomorrow, I’ll be a married man.” He grinned like an idiot.
I tilted my head, raised an eyebrow. “Are you happy about that…or sad? Right now it could be a toss-up.”
“Happy!” He grinned, then spied the empty lawn chair beside me, stumbled his way over and plopped down. His butt nearly hit the ground. “Whew!”
I shook my head and watched my fraternity brother as he got comfortable. Shaun’s hair was disheveled from the stripper who’d worked her magic in his lap. The frat brothers decided to give him a proper send off by hiring a few girls for the night. Everyone knew his fiancé wouldn’t approve, so we went out of our way to keep it a secret. The look on his face when the women showed up an hour into what appeared to be a humble bachelor party was priceless.
Seeing this brother’s enthusiasm for the arrangement was intriguing.
The idea of marriage was something I avoided. The opportunity had presented itself once, and I gladly declined. The consequences that followed had been…well…the word itself didn’t have a positive connotation.
“Shaun, if you’re happy, why in the hell are you drunk right now?”
He struggled to sit up and faced me. “Honestly? To keep myself out of trouble. If I’m drunk, I won’t be tempted. I can’t start my marriage with a guilty conscience.” He grinned as if his idea was a no brainer.
I guess in some twisted way, his logic made sense.
He burped, then fell back in the chair and closed his eyes. “So when are you gonna bite the bullet and find Mrs. Campbell?”
I barked out a laugh. “Mrs. Campbell? I have yet to find a woman to fill that position.” I tilted my bottle up, and drank deep.
“Can I tell you a secret?”
I glanced at Shaun; his eyes were still closed and his words had begun to slur.
He turned his head in my direction and forced his eyes open. “She’s not going to be perfect,” he said in a drunken whisper. “If that’s what you’re waiting on, you’ll be alone for life. You gotta remember…you’re not perfect either. Accept her faults like you want her to accept yours.” He winked, then closed his eyes. Seconds later, he was snoring.
That wasn’t new. I knew from the get go that no woman would be perfect. God knows I had my own faults.
The real question was what was I looking for? Would I know when I found her?
My chest tightened at the memory I fought to ignore. The memory of the exotic beauty of the woman who stole my heart the moment our eyes had connected.
We spent one night together, then she was gone.
When our paths crossed again, she broke my heart.
Not only had she lied about her name, she forgot to mention a small detail about her life.
She was engaged.
To make matters worse, she was engaged to my best friend’s brother.
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