April Landau thinks she has everything she’s ever wanted. Her high school sweetheart, a house she can’t afford, her bipolar tabby cat, and she’s all set to begin her Junior year of college. Just when she least expects it, her life gets thrown for a loop. When things between her and her long time boyfriend unravel, she becomes stuck in a downward spiral of emotion. Finally, opening her eyes to the fact that she may have given up more than she ever could have imagined in this relationship. She finds herself struggling to keep her head above water.
Enter April’s next door neighbor— Jared Hoffman. He’s her complete opposite. A high school drop out who was forced to take over his parent’s business after their untimely death. It’s no surprise this tragedy affected him greatly, causing him to recede almost completely from society.
But he has one secret. A secret he’s been carrying around for years.
What happens when their worlds collide? Can an old friendship be the one thing that brings these two back to life?
A new adult love story filled with drama, sex, death, and the complications of all of the above.
My
head is still pounding when my eyes flutter open the next day. My
brain is throbbing inside my skull and I punch the pillow underneath
me, scaring Jinx out of his slumber. He meows in protest before
hopping off the bed. Looking around, I’m in my bed. How did I get
here? I groan in pain as I prop my pillows up and lean my head back
against them. It’s then that I feel the eyes on me. Tilting my head
straight again, I glance out my window. My eyes lock with those big
brown eyes of Jared’s across the way. He looks down to his phone
and back up again. My phone chimes with an incoming text.
“UGHHH!”
I moan, blindly reaching for it. It slips a few times before I grasp
it between my fingers and look down to read.
How
are you feeling?
Closing
one eye, I text back, Like
someone ran over me with a truck, then backed up and ran me over
again.
Lowering
my phone, I watch as he smiles from my text and disappears from view.
I’m trying to piece last night back together; it’s like a
fragmented mirror that has shattered all over the corners of my mind.
I remember laughing with Ro about her sexual conquests and then I
remember red and blue lights and… Jared. Starting to feel hot, I
throw the covers off of me and lay like a starfish, trying to get my
mind to focus. Glancing down, I notice I’m wearing my pajamas.
Before I can process any further, the door to my room creaks open.
Jared walks in with a cup of water and a closed fist.
“How
did you get in?!” I yelp, trying to sit up in bed, and pulling the
covers back over my braless tank top.
“I
left the back door open when I left last night,” he informs me as
he opens his fist to show me he brought a hand full of Advil.
“You
brought me home last night?” I rub my head before reaching for the
pills and water.
“Yup,
after you called me to pick you up from the police station.”
“I
WAS WHERE?!” I scream as water comes spraying out of my mouth.
“Police
station. Apparently, you popped a guy in the face.” He smirks.
I
squint my eyes, vaguely remembering the heavyset guy that tried
grabbing my ass in front of the bar.
“Whoa!”
I have to lean my head back against my pillows when the information
begins to become too much for me. “If you took me home, how did I
get into pajamas?!”
The
smile that crosses Jared’s face is a mixture of a blush and a sly
smirk that makes my insides twist with anticipation and excitement.
“Jared…”
“That…
you did on your own. I had nothing to do with that!” He holds his
hands up in surrender.
“What?
I just stripped in front of you!”
“Well,
once you got your shirt off, there was really no stopping you…”
he teases and my eyes widen in embarrassment.
“Oh
my God!” I slump down, pulling the covers back up to my face. “Did
we… ya know…” I mutter, completely mortified now.
“Uh,
that would be a no.”
“Oh,
thank God!” I sigh.
“Thanks
a lot!” He comes to his feet now, turning to look out the window.
“Not
like that, it’s just … I don’t like to do things I’m not
conscious for.”
“Yea,
completely plastered girls that get arrested and throw up in bushes
are really sexy!” His voice drips with sarcasm.
“I
threw up?!” This
just gets better and better.
“Twice.”
“Twice?”
I’m mortified, staring at his amused face.
“Well,
after the first time I thought maybe you needed something to eat.”
“Oh
no…”
“Yeah…
I’ve never seen someone eat a Big Mac that fast before…” He
stares at the wall as if remembering my weak moment.
“Oh
my God!” I groan, throwing the covers over my entire body. I curl
up in a fetal position, planning to never come out again. The room
grows silent. It’s starting to get hard to breathe under the sheets
when I feel the mattress by my feet cave slightly.
“Come
on, it’s not that bad. We all have our moments.” He pats my feet
through the sheets.
“Just
when I think I’ve reached rock bottom, things just seem to drops
out from under me and I’m at an all new low!” I roll over, trying
to pull the covers with me, but Jared’s weight prevents it. My head
comes peeking out as I roll over, facing away from him.
“April,
I think I just determined your major.”
“What?”
I curiously twist to look at him again.
“Drama.
You’re such an actress. Now, put your big girl panties on and get
up!”
I
stare at him for a second; did he just say what I think he said? He
waits about two seconds before getting up and opening a drawer to my
dresser. “Are they in here? Nope!” He closes it and opens
another.
“STOP!”
I scream, stumbling out of bed, horrified.
“How
‘bout this one?”
“Okay!
Okay! I’m up!” I slam the drawer closed just in time to save
myself further embarrassment when Jared eyes my plain old
undergarments. I sigh when the pounding in my head launches my
stomach into action and I collapse onto the corner of the bed.
“You
okay?”
“I
refuse to puke again!” I respond, taking another deep breath.
“Jared…”
“Yea…”
“I
could use some donuts.”
“Okay.”
He pauses for a few seconds, looking down at his feet before adding,
“I’ll be outside then.”
And
he leaves me alone in my room.
Sheena
is a born and raised New Yorker, even her writing can’t hide her
hard sarcasm. She claims destiny lead her to writing again. She
constantly strives to be a positive role model and write stories
that empower and inspire.
Sheena always roots for the underdog, believes in love at first sight, and that everyone should have their happily ever after. While God is currently writing her love story she continues to put all her time into her writing as she is constantly getting new inspiration.
For more on Sheena and her books visit her website www.SheenaHutchinson.com.
Sheena always roots for the underdog, believes in love at first sight, and that everyone should have their happily ever after. While God is currently writing her love story she continues to put all her time into her writing as she is constantly getting new inspiration.
For more on Sheena and her books visit her website www.SheenaHutchinson.com.
Thank you for sharing my cover reveal <3
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