Incomplete

Incomplete Sutton River Series Book 1 Cheryl Sloan Incomplete Sutton River Series Cheryl Sloan Copyright © 2023 by Cheryl Sloan ISBN: 9780995265547 E-Book ISBN: 9798396877177 Print All rights reserved. Please help protect against pirating. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without the written permission of the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a review. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, and or locations is entirely coincidental. Except for the author’s original material, all artists, songs, and brands mentioned in Incomplete are assumed to be the property of their respective owners and or copyright holders and are used solely for reference. The publication and use of these trademarks are not authorized, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners. Cover Image by: Photographer: E Photography Website: THEGUIDETOROMANCENOVELS.COM IG @ephotography_id Cover Model: Luke Matthews IG @lukematthews21 Created with Vellum Dedication: Contents Prologue 1. Lakelyn 2. Boden 3. Lakelyn 4. Boden 5. Lakelyn 6. Boden 7. Lakelyn 8. Boden 9. Lakelyn 10. Lakelyn 11. Boden 12. Lakelyn 13. Boden 14. Lakelyn 15. Lakelyn 16. Boden 17. Lakelyn 18. Boden 19. Lakelyn 20. Boden 21. Lakelyn 22. Boden 23. Lakelyn 24. Boden 25. Lakelyn 26. Boden 27. Lakelyn 28. Boden 29. Lakelyn 30. Boden 31. Lakelyn 32. Boden 33. Lakelyn 34. Boden 35. Boden 36. Lakelyn 37. Lakelyn Epilogue Also by Cheryl Sloan Acknowledgments About the Author Prologue Lakelyn “You’ve got two minutes, sweetheart. This isn’t a family show, so there’s no need to pretend you’re all innocent. Push those tits up and show America what you’ve got hidden under there. You do that, and maybe you’ll be the next ‘The One.’” He air quoted. I glared at the sleazy producer in disgust when his gaze dropped to my chest. The little black strapless dress the wardrobe department selected for me already accentuated my breasts nicely and was tasteful. Pushing them up would make it look like I had melons stuffed under my chin. A look I wasn’t comfortable broadcasting for the world to see. If only the contract I’d signed hadn’t stated I needed to attend tonight on the finale, I would have happily washed my hands of this entire fiasco and moved on. From start to finish, the whole process hadn’t been what I anticipated. I was set up, railroaded, and pigeonholed into what the network wanted from me—drama. The problem was drama, deceit, and lies weren’t in my wheelhouse, and at the first sign of my resistance, the producers changed my narrative as a form of payback. “All right, America, you’ve heard from Tyler; now it’s time to hear what his blushing fiancée has to say after being separated these last few months. Please, everyone, give a warm welcome to Lakelyn.” The stagehand pulled the curtain back after the host, Leo Davis, announced Chapter 1 Lakelyn “Where am I?” I groaned, having just stopped at a red light. The first one I’d seen on this two-lane country road in the past hour. From my hometown outside of Buffalo to San Diego to Los Angeles to the middle of nowhere. Correction, Sutton River, California. While tapping my fingers against the steering wheel, I peered out the front and side windows at the desolate surroundings and silently hoped the lone traffic light was just the beginning of some civilization up around the bend. The small-town life would no doubt be an adjustment, but injecting calm into my life was precisely what my soul needed to begin the healing process. The past years’ emotional toll and the threatening messages I received during filming had me desperately seeking somewhere reclusive. A place to lie low until the circus that had become my life settled. Freedom comes at a price, and it’s time you paid up. You won’t survive a second time. A chilling shiver prickled its way up my spine, causing me to shudder with dread. I needed to relax, get a grip, and focus. After being on the road for hours, all I wanted to do was get to my final destination, and currently, the red light in the middle of no-man’s-land was standing in my way. Growing rather impatient, I scanned my surroundings and decided there was no need to sit idle while