The Other Man (The Other Man Series Book 1)

By: D Breeze

Well, it’s done.

This book has been in the works for over a year but I couldn’t find the right words to finish it. Obviously, this is just book one and there is so much more to come but the content and storyline were difficult for me. I pushed myself so far out of my comfort zone with this.

For any of you who have read my previous books, you should know that I usually try and combine a clear love story with smut and touch of humour.

This book is different.

The emotions, the angst…the sexual frustration, that I felt when I was writing Blake’s story was off the charts!

My guy makes mistakes and I’m sure he’ll make a few of you angry but please forgive him because I promise you he’s not a bad guy. I like to think that his story is truly unique and that you won’t be able to prevent yourself from being sucked into his life.

I didn’t want to write a warning with the synopsis. I think it should speak for itself. I think my personality in general usually makes people blush, but this pushes those boundaries even further.

However, you’ve bought it now, so there’s no turning back! *Evil laugh*

My books are like my babies and the unwritten rules state that I can’t choose a favourite. I’ve never been a fan of rules and I broke that one when I’d written the first chapter of The Other Man.

The characters and the storyline, they both hold a special place in my heart. I have never been so excited, or nervous, to hit publish.

Prepare to be annoyed, frustrated, angry…and turned on beyond all measures ;-)

I hope you enjoy reading this book half as much as I enjoyed writing it.

I, Blake James Thomas, take you, Carlie Marie Locke, to have and to hold, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish from this day forward.

Until death do us part.

Traditional wedding vows.

When you’re head over heels in love with someone, you truly believe every vow you make is forever. You promise to spend your entire life with that person. Make them happy every day, make them smile, laugh. Be the person they can rely on, the person who is always there for them.

The person they can trust.

As much as it pains me to admit it, that’s just not always the case.

Considering the divorce rate in the UK is more than thirty-nine percent, I guess other people would have to agree with me.

A marriage doesn’t have to mean forever anymore, as sad as that is, it’s true. It takes work, effort, compromise...and even then, it just might not be enough.

Want to know why I think that is?


Ok, so you might disagree with me, but just for a second, put yourself in this situation. Whether you’ve been married for three weeks or thirty years, you could be blissfully happy, have children, holiday homes and a beautiful life.

Then you meet your soulmate.

He’s the guy working behind the bar, or the new postman, or your boss. As ‘in love’ as you are, there’s just something about him. He makes your heart race, your stomach flutter and your mind starts to drift. What would it feel like to kiss him? To hold him?

I know what you’re thinking, you don’t have to act on it. You love your husband and you’d never cheat on him. Ok, so say you didn’t cheat, the thoughts are still there. You’ll start to doubt things that you’d never even thought about before. That adorable way your husband scowls at the TV, the way he sighs when you won’t let him get a word in edgeways, the way he clicks his nails together when he’s getting impatient. Tiny little actions will start to annoy you, you’ll snap at him more, he’ll get frustrated.

You’ll argue.

The doubts will get worse.

It wasn’t always like this, was it?

Do I still love him? Was I ever really in love with him?

It’s an endless cycle and it can kill a marriage easily.

Wait, wait, I’m not saying this happens to everyone, because it doesn’t.

Maybe you’re one of the lucky ones who actually married their soulmate, or maybe you’ll never meet yours.

...Maybe I’m just judgemental and cynical. Who knows?

But life happens.

And life happened to me in a huge way.

I’ve made mistakes, monumental mistakes. I’ve hurt myself, hurt others. I’ve been lost and confused, angry and devastated.