Pitch Wars ALT: LL-11 SWEET NOTHING

MENTOR: Nazarea Andrews

ALTERNATE: Portia Moore

TITLE: Sweet Nothing

CATEGORY/GENRE: NA Contemporary Romance

WORD COUNT: 68,000

PITCH: Lauren was thrilled Cal gave her his his body, heart and his last name. The thing is, it wasn't his to give. It all belongs to a man named Clay and he has no idea Lauren or Cal exists.

EXCERPT: 

Here he comes. My very own Prince Fucking Charming, Cal Scott. He walks in and his eyes quickly skim the packed suitcase in my hand and briefly rest on my face. He lets out an exasperated sigh, places his keys on the table, and takes off his coat. His eyes fall on the empty bottle of wine I finished today, and a smirk spreads across his face before he walks past me and into the living room.

I’m not surprised by his lack of response. It’s expected, but it hurts all the same. He regards me more like his personal high-class escort than his wife.

I clutch my suitcase, full of the very few things that are mine. He can keep the cars, the money, and the penthouse—the things he believes should comfort me in my loneliness. All the material things in the world can’t make up for the growing disconnect between us. I glance down at the four-carat yellow diamond on my finger. It’s a beautiful but painful reminder of the vows he broke.

I look over at him, now slouched on the couch with a self-assured cocky grin plastered on his face, the same cocky grin he was wearing the day I met him. I walk into the living room. He’s watching a basketball game on his obnoxiously big television screen like he hasn’t a care in the world.