Author: Faith Sullivan
Expected release date: April 2, 2013
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Category: New Adult
Ebook available at: Kindle / Amazon UK
Paperback available at: Amazon / Amazon UK
September 11, 2001.
A day that forever changes the destiny of college overachiever, Michelle Rhodes.
Shattered, confused and alone, no one understands the trauma consuming her until she meets Connor Donnelly.
A native New Yorker, he believes he can aid in getting her life back on track. But what if he's even more broken inside?
Offering her a chance at a fresh start, Connor convinces Michelle to move in with him. Hiring her to waitress at his bar, their mutual attraction only complicates matters.
As more details surrounding Connor's past emerge, Michelle uncovers the full magnitude of the loss he's trying to hide. Refusing to let her feelings for him hinder his recovery, she makes a decision that winds up hurting them both.
By sacrificing her heart, Michelle thinks she is helping Connor come to terms with his grief. Little does she know, Connor is gambling everything for the sake of having a future with her.
What happens is truly unexpected.
Excerpt - Chapter 6
“W...what?” I stutter despite myself.
He gives me a crooked grin. “All night,
I’ve been freezing my ass off out here waiting for you. I didn’t think you were
gonna show.”
If his first remark didn’t floor me, the
second leaves me utterly confused. “Whoa, slow down, buddy. How do you even
know my name?”
Again, he laughs. “Does it really matter?
I’m here to talk some sense into you.”
The dimples in his cheeks distract me. He
has such a cute smile. But I’m not letting him off that easily. “Sorry to
disappoint you, but I’m done with New York.”
“Really? You could’ve fooled me.”
“And why’s that?”
“Because you should never run from
something that scares you.” His hazel eyes catch the moonlight as they bore
into mine. “And this time, you won’t be alone. I’ll be with you.”
This whole conversation is getting way too
intense. Standing up, I wrap my arms around myself. I have to get out of here.
This guy is crazy.
I jump as the front door opens and my
ex-boyfriend Tony emerges, giving me a hopeful look. We broke up after our
senior year. He understood I wasn’t planning on sticking around, so I set him
free. He met someone else over the summer, and I only talked to him once on the
phone when I got back. But with the way he’s looking at me now, I can tell he
feels sorry for me, and that’s something I won’t tolerate.
Inching closer to the steps, I attempt to
play it cool. “Oh hi, Tony. It’s good seeing you. I wish I could stay and chat,
but I was just leaving.”
“I don’t think so.”
I whirl around. That’s it. Who does this
guy think he is? “Listen, you little...” I begin, but Tony interrupts by
grabbing my arm.
“Michelle, calm down. There’s no need to
freak out,” Tony says, slowly releasing his grip on me. “Do you remember me
telling you about Sal, my roommate at school, the one from New York?” I nod,
but I can care less at this moment. “Well, this is his older brother, Connor. I
kind of told him all about you, and I thought it’d be a good idea if you two
met.”
I shake my head and sigh. “So you made him
wait out here alone in the cold?”
I can tell Tony’s nervous. He’s running his
fingers through his hair. “I thought you’d bolt otherwise.”
“She nearly did,” Connor chimes in.
Frustrated, I slam my fist on the porch
railing. “The both of you just stop it, right now! I knew it was a bad idea to
come here. I don’t need some random guy from New York giving me advice on how
to live my life.”
Pushing off the swing, Connor gets to his
feet. “Well, what are you doing with your life then? What’s plan B?”
I advance toward him. “I don’t have a plan
B, asshole. I don’t have all the answers, but apparently you do.”
Connor closes the gap between us. “I wish I
did, but I think you can figure it out. You were brave enough to take on the
big, bad city once. Why not try it again under different circumstances?”
Tony clears his throat, and for a moment, I
forgot he was there. “Michelle, Connor owns a bar downtown. He thought you
could go back and work for him. Give it another go.”
“I’m no bartender,” I retort.
“You sure aren’t,” Connor fires back.
Tony holds up his hands in an attempt to
keep the peace. “Just hear him out, Michelle.”
“Fine,” I say glaring up at him.
“Go on, Connor. Tell her about it,” Tony
urges, knowing I may flee at any moment.
Connor’s eyes find mine again, but I look
away as he starts speaking. “My family’s owned a pub on Beekman Street for
years. Not too long ago, my dad had a heart attack, so I took over. I can offer
you a waitressing job plus room and board above the bar for as long as you want
it.”For a minute, I stop and consider the
possibility. It actually doesn’t sound that bad, and it’d be a welcome change
from my original intention of becoming the next film school prodigy. It would
be fresh start, and I wouldn’t be alone. But can I really go back there?
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That excerpt is brilliant! I really enjoyed reading it, and wanted to carry on when it ended. The front cover is really cute, too. And the author bio is very unique!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for sharing this with us, Aa'Ishah!
Thanks, Jessica :-)
DeleteI love Faith's author bio. I hate talking about myself, too, and imagine mine would be something similar. ;) Thanks so much for sharing the excerpt! I have a copy of this on my kindle and look forward to reading it. :)
ReplyDeleteSam, I 'get' you :-)
DeleteAa'Ishah, thanks for always sharing your enthusiasm with me. It's infectious :-) *HUGS*
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