Brody Hines

A highly emotional, sensitive story about second chances at life and love.

Emma, mother to seven-year-old London, finds herself separated and on the verge of divorce. She is not looking for love, just a happy life and the ability to take care of her daughter.

Brody is one of the most popular rock stars in the world, who is also going through a divorce. An extremely attractive man—possibly the most attractive man that Emma has ever seen—with a British accent and piercing, intense, blue eyes.

While visiting a friend in New York City, Emma runs into Brody, literally. Brody knows he has to have her, and Emma knows she doesn’t have time for a distraction while on her quest to rebuild her life and take care of the most important part of it—London.

Will Emma ignore the powerful attraction she feels for him, or will she allow him to be the perfect distraction for her first weekend without her daughter?

My Dearest Brody,

I’ve had a difficult day.

I hurt thinking of what may have happened to you.

I hurt knowing that wherever you are, you’re unable to get back to us.

I hurt knowing that I’ve failed in finding you.

I hurt so much missing you.

I hurt knowing I’m either crazy believing that you’re out there somewhere, and I hurt thinking you aren’t.

Our little Lexington is six months old and cutting her first tooth. She’s healthy and happy, and every day, she looks more and more like you. Even her mannerisms complement yours. She smiles when she sees your videos on television. She laughs out loud, and she’s starting to sit up unassisted.

Our London has dove into piano, and over summer vacation, she attended music camp. She played many of your pieces, and each night as I sat and watched her play, I smiled and clapped for her. I feel like I’ve been distant from her, and it scares me. I need to be present for them, and in order to do that, I need to be whole. Without you, I struggle every day to become that again.

I have dreams of you often, not the nightmares that I had before, but very pleasant dreams, sometimes too pleasant. I still haven’t slept in our bed, and I fear I never will again.

It’s been eight months without you, and I know when I smell your pillow, it truly isn’t your scent I smell, but the memory of it. People say memories fade … and that scares me senseless. I never want to go a day when I don’t remember your smile, your smell, your touch, your voice, or the way you loved me.

Yours always and forever,
Em

Uncovering a human trafficking ring, Brody unknowingly brought danger to the doorstep of the only woman he ever truly loved, and their family, who he desperately wants to protect.

After being rescued from captivity and working hard to remember the family he was forced to leave behind, drugged to forget, Brody holds the power and proof to bring down all the powerful people behind the heinous crimes against humanity.

Now he lies on a cot, in an eight-by-ten jail cell, thinking about his next move while being consumed with worry about their safety and the possibility that Emma will uncover the proof and learn his secret that is buried in the third drawer.

Can love truly conquer all, or will secrets and distortion crush all his dreams and ruin the lives of those he wishes to save?