Rachel Reynolds isn't running from her past, but she wouldn't mind if it stopped chasing her, either. A senior in high school getting ready to graduate, Rachel is trying to look ahead toward her future, while forgetting the one night two years ago that set events in motion which altered the course of her entire life. Part of the future she's looking for includes falling out of love with her best friend, an act she seems incapable of, especially when it appears he might just love her, too. As Rachel tries to find her footing in a relationship that has baggage before it starts, a nightmare from her past reappears, upsetting the tenuous balance of Rachel's life and threatening the one person she loves most.
Dean winces and looks down at his drink, his own face going red. More from the idea that his cousin’s getting some and he’s not, I presume.
After the day he realized I had a kid, our budding relationship took on the pace of an aging snail. Though we’ve been seeing each other pretty regularly for over a month now, we’ve done little more than kiss and hold hands. I can’t tell if this is because Dean’s a gentleman or because he’s afraid anything more will lead to me thinking he wants to be the father of my child and possibly a few more. Since I’m not really sure what I want from him beyond the good time we’re having, I’ve let it be. Watching Doug and Katie, I wonder if I’ll ever have that type of physical desire for someone, or if having a baby after the one and only time I had sex will affect me for the rest of my life.
When Tripp walks in wearing a simple dark gray t-shirt, dark jeans that are cuffed at the bottom, and black vans, I have my answer but it’s not one I like. Jesus, does he have to be so effortlessly sexy? His eyes find me within a minute and I incline my chin, smiling even when Lovely Lauren slides up next to him. She’s wearing a dress that fits like a second skin and leaves little to the imagination with its low neckline and barely-there-skirt.
Suddenly, I’m wishing I had taken Katie up on her offer to dress me instead of wearing my standard skinny jeans (these ones are royal blue) and an off the shoulder top that’s basically a gray sweatshirt that someone hacked up and put some rhinestones on. At least I’m wearing gladiators and not Chucks, I think and inch closer to Dean.
“Isn’t that you’re friend?” he asks and motions to Tripp and Lauren who are walking toward the drink table.
“Yep. And his girlfriend, Lauren.” Who is also my arch nemesis…because she’s pretty and petite and everything he wants. Beer me.
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I am a writer of YA/NA contemporary novels. I write about those crazy ages of 18-23 because there is nothing scarier than being told to grow up and decide what to do with your life and who to be so suddenly. I write about love because it's my belief that love, in one form or another, saves us all at some point in our lives. I am married to a man who understands and believes in me, and mother to a beautiful baby girl and a neurotic Great Dane Puppy.
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