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Sometimes what you’re looking for just happens to come along and find you…
For 25 year-old Katy, life is starting to get a little mundane. An elementary s
chool teacher, she has a decent social life, loves her family and still lives at home. However, there is one area of her life she just can’t bring full circle: her love life. Reserved and somewhat timid, along with inexperienced, Katy starts her quest for love with her friend Eve in more social settings… Little does she know, the love of her life may have been in her life for longer than she would’ve ever imagined…
Brennon, a college professor, has lived the life. The older half-brother of Katy’s father’s cousin, the 37-year-old has traveled, built a career for himself, and gone on some adventures that would leave him with stories to tell for the rest of his life. As forty gets closer on the horizon, Brennon’s heart yearns to fill the void – yearns for that special woman to whom he could give his heart.
Love is Always Closer Than You Think is a story where two hearts come together in a romance that will not only forever change their lives, but also the lives of people around them. Katy needs to break free from her parents’ nest, and Brennon just might be the perfect person to hold her hand. Brennon needs a woman with a mature soul, but youthful spirit. When a familiar history turns into a future romance that rocks their hearts and their world, Katy may just learn one thing about love her best friend Eve missed filling her in on: it’s always closer than you think.
Chapter 1
Never in her life had she felt so filled up. With her back arched and her hair flinging about, Katy looked back over her shoulder at Fabian. Purposely, she stared into his eyes; but she hadn’t realized how seductively she’d been licking her lips. The 6’3, tall dark and handsome Italian man, who she had met at a coffee shop down in the city, gripped her waist even tighter while he stroked into her. Katy allowed her head to fall forward, bobbing around uncontrollably. Before she could even process her thoughts, she felt Fabian’s tight grip around her neck. Next thing she knew his strength crooked her head up toward the ceiling. Screams slipped over the edges of her lips like water coming to the cliff of a waterfall.
Fabian chuckled, said something in Italian, then leaned over. He kissed the 25-year-old on her ear, took a big whiff of her feminine scent, then announced that he was about to cum. With his grip, still tight on the back of her neck, he held the 130-pound woman in place. Even if Katy did want to be free of Fabian’s grip, she would’ve been helpless if she had tried. Katy enjoyed Fabian's last pummels before his body tensed up and he came, as he said. She herself already had two orgasms that she was sure of. After the sex stopped, her body was in a constant trembling state. When Fabian finally stopped stroking into her, he leaned over and nibbled on her ear once again. Their sweaty bodies practically stuck together for the long few moments before the Italian man finally rolled over to lay down next to Katy.
Katy, nearly dizzy from the experience, cursed and then turned over herself. She looked into Fabian's eyes as she scooted closer to him, resting her head on his muscular chest. She closed her eyes and smiled when she felt the tips of Fabian's fingers stroking her brown hair. For the first time, this was quite a show. She glanced through the windows of the bedroom’s french door – out at the cityscape; the architecture; the steeples. There, at God-only-knows what hour, Katy drifted into a deep slumber after a session of ravaging lovemaking...next to an Italian lover she never would’ve thought she would encounter.
Katy woke up rubbing her legs together. As usual, her cell phone alarm was way too alarming. Normally, she would wake up on her own – her body’s way of getting ahead of the startling sound. But Katy’s dream had been too good to wake up. Unlike many mornings, she slid out of bed and could remember so much detail from her dream that in a way she felt guilty. She was a virgin – and proud to be. Based on that alone, she shouldn’t have been having that kind of dream.
Katy lay in the bed a few minutes more in thought and then slid out from under the sheets. “Who was that in my dream?” she asked herself, pondering on the Fabian guy. “I don’t even know anyone with the name Fabian...never have. Now that I think about it, I don’t even know anyone from Italy.” She then wondered what city it had been she was looking out at through the terrace french doors. It looks European, even though she’d never been to Europe.
The 3rd grade teacher went on about her morning routine as she came down off of the high, her very-real-seeming dream had given her. She showered, ate a small breakfast, then brushed her teeth. Once her mind was ready to move on from thinking about the Italian lover, she picked back up on the train of thought where she’d been for the last few days: the next step in her life. She was coming up on her late 20s and felt as if she’d done alright – graduated from college and had successfully found a job teaching in a decent-paying school district. However, now that she was settling in with the pros and cons to being a teacher, naturally the ambitious woman had started giving thought to her next move. Living with her parents wasn’t something she wanted to do forever.
By 6:45, Katy walked out to the driveway. A light haze hovered low to the ground on the rolling slopes fanning away from their rural 5-acre property. She pulled out onto the road then headed towards the interstate. It led into the city. Like any other morning, she looked over the sides of the interstate at the improving neighborhoods as the busy freeway curved into downtown.
After a few stop-and-go traffic blockages, she finally pulled into the parking lot at Parkview Elementary. As Katy made her way into the building, she took note of the young mothers walking their children to the school’s back entrance. She stared at them for a few seconds and thought about how she certainly had a lot more to do with her youth before she had children. However, the idea was certainly creeping up on her.
Around 7:30, the morning bell rang. The school buses had all unloaded at the side of the school and children flooded into their classes. “Good Morning, Miss Miller!” came her way countless times, each time from bright and hopeful faces. Katy started teaching class, the innocent glow of the children keeping her spirits up. She loved when they asked questions – loved when they expressed opposing points of views.
Eleven thirty came rather quickly – quicker than Katy imagined, shortly after she finished the video about volcanoes. She walked the class to the cafeteria then returned back to her class room so she could decide what she would do with lunch. Just as she’d been browsing nearby restaurant options on her phone, a call came in and startled her. It was Eve, her best friend. Katy sighed, rolled her eyes, then chuckled as she answered. “Hello?”
“Hey, what’s up?” Eve asked. “What are you up to?”
“Just walked the kids down to the cafeteria and trying to figure out what I would do for lunch,” Katy answered. “You? Shouldn’t you be at work?”
“I am, Katy,” Eve said.
“Well, then, how are you calling me?” Katy asked, chuckling. “If you’re at work, can you be on the phone?”
“I don’t know,” Eve said. “I guess there’s probably a rule on that. I’m getting stuff done while I talk to you. I thought it might be your lunch hour, so I just figured I would call you.”
“Oh, I see,” Katy said. “Well, when are you taking your lunch hour?”
“I don’t know,” Eve said. “Whenever I want to. You think we could meet somewhere for lunch really quick. You know I work downtown and you’re not too far from downtown. Would you be up for meeting up?”
Katy looked at her computer screen to get the time and quickly did the math in her head. She grabbed the keys, her jacket, then headed for the door. “Remember that place we went to on Market Street? You wanna meet there?”
***
Katy griped as she pulled down the narrow street. Traffic had been moving slower than usual. Once she finally got to Amerigo’s, she turned down the alley and parked at the back of the small brown brick building. Eve’s car was already in the parking lot, so she headed inside. “Hey there,” Katy said, sneaking up on Eve. Her back had been turned toward the door.
“Oh, hey, you!” Eve said. She slid her tall figure – dressed in a nice pantsuit – out of the chair and quickly hugged Katy. “I went ahead and ordered that one drink you always get. Hope that’s okay.”
“Yeah, it’s fine,” Katy said, sitting down. “So, tell me about how your day has been so far. I know there’s probably something going on at your office.”
Eve laughed then went into explaining some of the looming scandals going on at the marketing firm where she worked. The CEO was still messing around with his secretary, Shaquanna. His wife had started making a habit of coming up to the office just so she could have lunch there, even if the CEO – her husband – was nowhere to be seen. The janitor was doing some kind of money-making scheme with some security guards who worked across the street in the City-County Building. Eve watched it from her office window regularly, but never really cared enough to do anything about it. From the looks of things, they were selling weed...harmless as far as Eve was concerned.
