This Could Have Been Our Song! A coulda woulda shoulda ballad…
Coulda Woulda Shoulda Song #1
By- Danielle-Claude Ngontang Mba
Genre-Family saga/ chick lit/ interracial romance/ romantic comedy
Love can be such a “coulda, woulda, shoulda” song sometimes…
Lucia Mpobo-Riddell could have been a dancer like the rest of women of her family but instead she chose music. Marcus Grant could have been a doctor like the rest of his family but instead he chose music. She also could have not fallen for Marcus on her birthday but she did. And Marcus, he could have told Lucia the truth about his real reason for being in Toronto that night, but he didn’t. Now they have to deal with big reveals and consequences: Marcus almost stealing her job and being force to work on an album together. Marcus, because he couldn’t swallow his pride, leaves Toronto and goes home to London. Lucia, because she just couldn’t give up on her first amazing opportunity to produce a whole album. And to complicate the situation further, the band they’re working for is not the easiest one. Mary Gillis, Marcus’ on and off flame, still has a hold on him. Greg McMullen, Lucia’s close friend and former dance partner is back in town and has been in love with her for years. Then there’s Marcus and Lucia, in the middle of their own a professional and personal tug-of- war with each over and the rest of the world. But maybe things could still work out… All things considered, this could have been one heck of a love song!
Review by Brandy
This was a good read and a little outside of the things I normally read. The author is talented and managed to create a very full story filled with in depth characters and a story that drew you in and made you wonder about the choices you have made in your life.
I like how Lucia was able to step out of her comfort zone and embrace something besides dance. Sometimes we truly find ourselves in the places we least expect. She was a very talented but I did wonder if maybe she was written to be a little over talented. Marcus has secrets that make you wonder how this story is going to turn out. I have to admit that I am not sure how their relationship is supposed to unfold when the truth is not always divulged. The secondary characters add so many twists and turns to the story that it leaves you singing for more.
This is a wonderful series starter and I am interested in seeing where book two is heading.
I’m almost halfway down my Frappuccino when I see Greg coming out of the theatre.
He’s late and he isn’t wearing his workout outfit but a loose pair of jeans and
a dark, thin hoodie. By the time he reaches me across the street, he’s made at
least ten heads turned, men and women alike.
“Hi, handsome specimen.” I hand him his drink.
“Hi, yourself,” Greg answers and sit down next time. “Sorry I took a shower after
rehearsal.” He eagerly starts to drink his Frappuccino. “Delicious…just like
you, beolkku.” He’s kissing my neck.
“You shouldn’t have. I’m just walking you home.” I get off the bench and stretch.
Today is a perfect day for a walk downtown. “I almost forgot what happens each
time I’m outside with you.”
“What does happen?” Greg asks, putting his arm around my hips and lightly pushing me.
“Umm…let’s see,” I say, staring back, and another woman is smiling at him. “The entire
city, straight and gay combined, are ogling you.”
“Oh…that,” he laughs. “I could say the same about you, Lulu.”
“So how are rehearsals going?” I ask. I’m taking his hand while walking west on
King Street. His condo is just off Tecumseth Street.
“Well, it does help that we’re in our fourth month. But our stage here is smaller so I
had to make a few adjustments,” he says, finishing his drink. Greg was already
famous worldwide for his choreographies and own performances. But with a show
of this magnitude, he raised his own stake.
“I’m so proud of you, Greg,” I tell him.
“I’m proud of you too. Getting out there on your own wasn’t an easy decision but you
made it and I’m sure only good thing will come out of it,” he says before we
cross the street. The happy hour crowd is not out just yet but the King West
restaurants are getting ready.
“It’s not a hundred dancers and three-hour shows but we’re getting there…or not,” I
“You got my sister’s vote. She and Michael really hit it off last week. I think
they’re going on their fifth date tonight.” he says. He turns and looks at me.
“Should this bother me?”
“You liked him, remember; you sent me there,” I tease. I have no idea what brothers
should feel. I only have my sisters and we tend to encourage the naked policy.
“Yes, but not her!”
“He’s a good guy, Greg. I’m sure he likes her at least as much as she so obviously
likes him,” I giggle. Kathie in love is always adorable. I wish her the best.
“Axelle’s pregnant; she told us yesterday. So next summer I’m going to be an
aunt for the third time,” I tell him with a big smile. We’re turning south on
Tecumseth Street and the walk is almost over. I’ll take the streetcar back to
the subway station.
That’s great news! Which reminds me…” He takes an envelope out of his hoodie
pocket. “I have your tickets for the premiere.”
“We could have paid for them, you know,” I tell him and check the tickets; six to
be exact. Annie will be able to come with us as well. “Those are great seats.
Thank you, Greg.” I kiss him on the cheek.
“You will pay; I expect you there at least once a week,” he says, touching his
“Your show is here until late January!” I’m completely shocked. I’ll be there, front
“You’ll be there…” he says. We’re getting to his building.
“Singing and dancing my ass off!” I say in his lobby. I haven’t been here this year yet.
Have I been so out of it this year? “It was a great walk. I’ve missed doing
that with you,” I tell him and I sincerely do.
“I just plain missed you, my yeppeun17
Lulu.” He’s caressing my cheek and making me blush.
Making me blush? “Please! You’re the handsome, perfect specimen,” I tell him. [17. Beautiful]
“That sounds like I’m irresistible,” he says softly and it’s making me feel warm
Making me feel warm inside? “Duh…since the academy, no woman has ever been able to
resist you,” I say.
“There has been at least one woman immune all this time,” he murmurs before kissing
me. I know this type of kiss; I gave one for the first time on Noor’s wedding
day. But this is the first time that anyone’s given one to me.
“Greg…” I manage to mumble when he finally releases my lips. I didn’t ask you to stop!
“Not that immune after all, Lulu,” he says against my mouth.
No one could be immune after a kiss like that given by a man who looks like Greg. When he starts kissing me again, I kiss him
back. I’m not leading him on; I really want to explore this. I’m not leading
About the Author-
“My life journey is like my playlist, amazingly unique but full of contradictions with surprising joys with every song…”
In the past two years, while living in Canada, England and France I wrote four novels: This Could Have Been Our Song! A coulda woulda shoulda ballad… (Book one) currently available on amazon, iTunes, Kobo, Barnes and Nobles and Smashwords. The sequel This Would Have Been Our Song! Catchy tune and dancers’ tales has been in January 2014. Bird Of Prey, my first mystery romance novel has been released in October 7th, 2013 and its first sequel The Plot Thickens (a novella) in December. The second one Polliannah Got Married! will be released in June 2014 and the final in July 2014. I’m currently residing in Paris, France.