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My Eternal by Kate Robbins
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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Copyright © 2016 Kate Robbins
All rights reserved.
Dedication
For my amazing friends whose faith in me and unwavering support urges me forward into the unknown.
Acknowledgements
Thank you to the Romance the Rock group whose energy and excitement drove this anthology forward with such determination and professionalism. I am honoured and humbled to be part of such an amazing group of talented authors. Thank you as well to my beta readers who always give me such great feedback. This is the first strictly paranormal romance I’ve written and I was very unsure of it so your encouragement and positive words were very much appreciated. Thank you to my street team who have been truly amazing and gracious and supportive and I love you all!
As always, thank you to my amazing boys who make me want to work hard each and every day. Love you both with all of my heart except the little bit that’s left for Fergus; you are my world.
Chapter One
If there was one thing Julia Whiting couldn’t abide, it was a messed up coffee order in the morning. No, it wasn’t the kind of earth shattering peeve one would expect from a successful professional in this day and age with all the serious issues going on in the world. And really, it wasn’t such a big deal; she could always brew one from the kitchen at her office. But Julia liked things in order, and her latte simply did not contain sugar.
“You know that’s why you’re still single, don’t you?” April, her co-worker, said from Julia’s office doorway. She moved her finger in a circle. “That face you make when you’re displeased with your coffee? No one will shag you while your face is screwed up like that.”
Julia swallowed the offensive liquid and shuddered as her mouth filled with the unwelcomed taste of sugar and some version of vanilla flavouring. She has asked for the real stuff.
“One in six times, they mess up my coffee. And it doesn’t matter if I go to the coffee place by me, or the one across the street; one in six—without fail.”
“You could always get a coffee here at the office. They just brought in one of those fancy single-brew machines. Or you could change your route and try another place.”
Julia grinned, “What madness you speak of—that would change my routine.”
“So you’d rather complain about it,” April said with her hand on the doorknob.
It was usually about now that Julia threw something at her friend and her day began. She had worked hard over the last five years to earn her place as the agency’s creative director and she credited her faithful routines for getting her there.
Julia regarded April’s flight-ready stance and instead of picking up one of the stress balls on her desk, she sat back. Maybe April was right—perhaps it was time for a change. While she loved her career, she had to admit, late nights at the office had also earned her a quiet life. She tilted her head to the side. She had not been on a date in nearly a year. It was time to shake things up.
“Say are you going to the party this evening?”
April’s eyes widened and a slow grin spread across her freckled face. April reminded