In The Name of Love

ISBN: 097635540X

****4Stars! In The Name Of Love is a definitely recommended read. Ms. Sammie Ward is a refreshing writer with great story telling ability.
Yolanda M. Johnson President, Publisher &Editor Literary Wonders!

In The Name of Love is a testament to how true love can’t be denied. This book was skillfully crafted. I couldn’t put it down!”
Michelle Larks, author of Crisis Mode

Derrick Rawlings lifted his 6’1” frame from the plush chair. He walked slowly to the window and gazed out at the calm waves of the Arkansas River. Meetings kept him very busy all day. He’d worked his butt off for six years in London, and his efforts had helped Rawlings Industries become a multinational company. He hardly had time to think about coming back home.

Derrick stood there with his long fingers shoved into the pockets of his black designer slacks. He leaned against the window frame and observed the waves. He, like the waves rising below, was turbulent. His heart had ached for his family in Arkansas, but he didn’t want to come back. His father had suffered a mild heart attack and his mother had insisted that he retire and that Derrick come home to replace his father as president of the company. Professionally, he had no problem stepping into his father’s shoes, but personally he didn’t want to be in the same country, let alone the same state with her.

It had been six years since he’d left Arkansas. Six years, five months, seven days, sixteen hours, ten minutes, and twenty seconds to be exact...and counting. He could see the face of the beautiful, brown-skinned woman float to the surface. He recalled the first time he had seen her. They had met at a local college hangout at University of Arkansas in Fayetteville.

At twenty-five he had been in his last year of graduate school for business. She was in her second year of medical school. She wanted to specialize in obstetrics. Derrick could still see her long, thick, black hair, framing her oval face, and could practically smell the scent of her.

He thought of their many nights of sizzling-hot-passion that had remained etched in his mind. He could still feel her soft, wet, and wild body underneath his as they moaned each other’s name over and over again. He felt his body tremble when he remembered how he loved, stroked, and caressed her body from head to toe, not leaving one part unloved. He had been surprised, but arrogantly pleased to discover he was her first lover.

Lord knows he’d been no angel. Until he met her, he was a man who constantly enjoyed the company of beautiful women. If anyone had even suggested that he would fall in love and want to marry, Shari or any other woman, he would have laughed in his or her face. But Shari was different. She was special. She touched his heart. He fell in love with her. She made him a one-woman man. Evidently, she wasn’t a one-man woman. His jaw tightened as the memory of her and his best friend entered his mind. They deserved each other, yet Derrick couldn’t help wondering if they were still together although he hoped not to ever run into them.