Hey everybody! My name is Emily McKee and I am the author of A Sorta Fairytale. I’ve also written The Beautiful Series and the Taking Risks Series. I decided to give you guys a sneak peak at a deleted scene. Without further ado 🙂
The second the town car stops on the busy night of New York City you pull me behind you, out of the car and into the night. I almost trip over a heel. “Where are we going?” I ask.
Continuing your fast pace down the street you yell, “You’ll see.” You turn around and smile at me. Give me butterflies and a swarm in my stomach starts. And then you give me another different kind of flutter in my stomach.
“W – w – what are we doing here Thomas?”
You smirk and let go of my hand. Standing outside the bar where I met Alex a few months ago your eyes glimmer when you say, “Tonight I’m not Thomas. I’m whoever you want me to be.”
For a few seconds I begin to laugh. The Thomas I love is back. The one who lives in the moment and pretends and plays with me. Recently you’ve been so busy working on the case I feel like I’ve lost you. “What do you mean?”
“I mean,” you say pulling the dark frames off your face and the hood from your head. My mouths hands open when I take a look at you. Your scruffy, dirty blonde hair and dark blue contacts.
Putting my hands to my hips I ask, “Now where’s my costume?”
“In here,” you say handing me the gym bag. I look down at it. Stunned. Amazed you want to do this. For a second, I almost think I can get away with Alex not noticing me. “Open it, Stel!”
“Right! Sorry,” I mumble unzipping the gym bag to see the dark brown wavy wig and skin tight, strapless, upper thigh cut off red dress. “Where am I supposed to change into this?”
You smirk. “That’s for you to find out.”
“Unbelievable Thomas Braxton.”
Holding a finger to my lips you say, “Tonight I’m not Thomas. Tonight I’m…Brandon.”
I cross my arms in the front of my chest. “Oh Brandon,” I say trailing a finger along your button down shirt, grazing the chest hairs popping out at the top. “It’s nice to meet you.” I don’t tell you my name. Instead, I dart off into the darkened alley and quickly change and apply some gloss to my lips. When I walk back out I realize you aren’t there. You’re already in the bar. I smile. Impressed with what I’m about to do. I walk in. Eyes stare. Dark blue ones lighting a fire within me. You’re sitting in the back. Where we were that night so long ago. But I don’t walk to you. Instead, I walk over to the counter and sit down at the one of the stools.
“Hey,” Alex says.
You don’t take your eyes off the glass when I say, “I’ll have a martini. Dirty. Extra olives.”
“Sure thing,” you mutter when you grab the ingredients to make my cocktail. I’m surprised you don’t look up at me. Don’t even acknowledge my presence.
“Is this seat taken?”
And a small smile appears on my face. “No… it isn’t,” I whisper and then I look up. Smoldering blue eyes staring right into my brown ones.
I hope you all loved the deleted scene as much as I loved writing it! So far, this has been my favorite book to write! I absolutely loved writing the twist at the end and I knew what it was going to be from the getgo. What was your favorite book to read with a twist?
I have my own sorta fairytale.
Only thing is that it’s with two people.
Thomas Braxton and Alex McNeil. They know I’m not with them completely. They know I have another. Everything else is pointless… useless.
From the moment I met Thomas and Alex I’ve thought if only I could blend them together? Thomas’s sexual endeavors. Alex’s sensitivity and passion for life. Then I would have the perfect person.
But perfect is overrated.
It doesn’t exist.
Plus, it’s not at all interesting.
And my relationships with Thomas and Alex?
Well that’s a story for the ages…
About the Author:
For the past 21 years, I have been a planner and an organizer. I always needed things a specific way and then everything changed for me. I’ve always had a vivid imagination and thoughts racing through my mind. I realized that life is way too short to let things pass me by, because in the blink of an eye everything could change. So I decided to just live in the moment, taking every chance and opportunity led my way. No second thoughts and just going with the flow.
I decided to put the fictional characters and the conversations going on in my head to paper. I know, it makes me sound crazy, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’ve embraced crazy and hectic and last minute because it’s led me to making my dreams a reality.
When I’m not writing Happily Ever After’s I’m reading about them and living one. I think this world is filled with too much sadness already we don’t need to read about it as well. I write because I love it and I’ve allowed my imagination to run wild and be crazy and free. Just like me.