Some love sets off a spark… Others ignite the flame.
When the athletic Zeke Turner moves in next door to eccentric Addie Greyson, the unlikely pair become instant friends. Growing inseparable over the years, the two stand together through all the trials of adolescence.
Zeke returns for the summer after his freshman year of college right as Addie’s preparing to start hers at another school. Their time apart forces them to begin seeing each other in a whole new light. When the temptation becomes too much to resist, lines are crossed and their friendship is irrevocably changed.
As outside influences interfere, the relationship they’ve fought so hard to protect begins to suffer. When Addie feels the sting of betrayal from the only other person she can trust, it makes her question everything she ever thought she knew.
When fate brings them back together two years later, will they get a second chance? Or will they find out the hard way that there are some things you just can’t take back?
I grew up in Texas and moved to Florida when I met the love of my life 14 years ago. I wrote my first poem when I was five and it was about my love affair with pickles. I still love pickles but I like to think my writing has grown since then.
I absolutely adore anything to do with books whether it's writing them or devouring them in one sitting. I live on music, love, and sweet tea. I am known for my silly but blunt personality. I've been lucky enough to find the love of my life, marry him and now we're working on our happily ever after. He inspires me in everything I do, but especially in telling love stories. I'm an ordinary girl living an extraordinary love and I'm so happy I get to share it with the world through my writing.
The second my lips touch his, I know it's a risk, but I just can't bring myself to stop it.
My feelings, his words, knowing firsthand everything he put up with for my sake, I pour all of it into him. Parting my lips, I tease his lips with my tongue, begging for entry, unable to contain the whimper that leaves my chest when he grants it.
As he makes contact, his tongue gently massages mine, shooting sparks through my chest. Releasing my grip on his neck, I rest my hand on his jaw, loving the feel of his light scruff as it dances beneath my fingertips.
His hands rest low on my waist, splaying beneath the thin cotton of my tank top as I feel him hook his fingers into my belt loops, holding me closely.
As badly as I know I need to pull away for air, my head is swimming. Common sense leaves me as I wonder if ending this kiss will deprive me of some kind of oxygen only Zeke's lips can provide.
What the hell are you doing?
That's all it takes to have me pulling away from him. Red-faced and panting, I bring my fingertips to my lips and quickly find my feet, taking a slight step back, instantly filling with regret.
Not for the kiss. That kiss was amazing.
Good thing, too, stupid. It may have just cost you everything.
No, my regret is saved exclusively for the massive line I know I've just crossed.
What the hell have you done, Addie?