Apoca[hot]lips - Ruth Roth Series Book 2.
Up yours! It’s a ballsy attitude for a kid, that, but it served Ruth (Roth) Gold well back then. She desperately needs to revive it now.
Ruth thinks fairy tales are hooey. Not a bad thing. After her marriage tanks, it just makes it easier for her to see that the love of her life is herself. And she’s in a happy place ... until a silver-tongued Prince Charming fronts up in his shiny Merc and tickles her discarded little-girl fantasies. He insists he is ‘The One’.
The man’s got the goods all right and then some. But a romance with this particular PC is not so PC. Who needs the headache, anyway? Still, it’s tempting. What hot-blooded woman can resist forbidden fruit?
What wild child can resist a challenge?
Ruth’s mama is one mofo headache, squawking about the taboo-ness of such a liaison. And with a horrid ‘armed and dangerous’ neighbour weighing in, Ruth decides it’s time to live life in the fast lane again. She takes up with the hottie, and takes on the harpies.
But tensions mount, and Ruth’s man can’t protect her from the voices in her head. It looks like he can’t muzzle his own either.
When an earth-shattering revelation causes him to give her grief—and makes her feel like she’s dating her mother—it leaves Ruth wondering if their love can survive. More to the point, does she want it to?