“There is a reason they’re called fantasies; they don’t belong in the real world. They should stay tucked safely away in the corners of your imagination, where they are bright and shiny illusions of what could be.”
Everything was perfect. My marriage was amazing, Quinn was amazing, our sex life was amazing. I had the job of my dreams and a relationship most people only dream about. I had it all and didn’t even realize it.
Then there was Carson with his blond hair and blue eyes, and a cocky smile I couldn’t get out of my head. He was the star of all my dirtiest fantasies, a forbidden temptation I couldn’t have. Or could I?
I thought I had it all figured out. I thought I could have my cake and eat it too. I was wrong, and now everything is falling apart.
I brought my fantasy to life and unveiled a secret I wasn’t prepared for. Now my reality is crashing down around me, and I don’t know how to stop it.
I had it all but wanted more; now I might be left with nothing.
Paige Fieldsted lives in Utah with her husband, son Mason, and Willy the pug. She has been writing for as long as she can remember and eventually pursued a career in journalism before leaving her job as a
reporter for a job in communications, where the hours aren’t as long and the stress isn’t as high. When she’s not writing or working, Paige
loves watching sports, especially football, cooking, having impromptu dance parties in the kitchen with her toddler, singing loudly in the car and reading.