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“Good. How about tomorrow night?”
“Yes.” I’m struggling to say anything.
The situation’s so intense, and I can feel the heat of Landon’s body as it warms mine. Our faces are millimetres apart. Slowly, Landon leans in, and his warm lips press against mine as his tongue slides across the seam of my mouth. I allow him entrance, and he kisses me with so much passion. It’s the best kiss of my life and sends desire pulsing through my body.
We pull back from each other, and he presses his finger against my lips.
“Until tomorrow, Samantha. Thank you for being my second chance.”
I nod at him.
“Thank you for being my first.”
That’s the thing about life, you can find a happy-ever-after even when you think the chance has passed you by.
The End
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Anna Edwards is aUSA TodayBestselling British author from the depths of the rural countryside near London. When she has some spare time, she can also be found writing poetry, baking cakes (and eating them), or behind a camera snapping like a mad paparazzo. She’s an avid reader who turned to writing to combat her depression and anxiety. She has a love of traveling and likes to bring this to her stories to give them the air of reality. She likes her heroes hot and hunky with a dirty mouth, her heroines demure but with spunk, and her books full of dramatic suspense.
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HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS BY PAULA ACTON
CHAPTER ONE
“So, what went wrong this time?” Kristal looked up from her book as her roommate flopped onto the sofa opposite her.
“Nothing, the chemistry just wasn’t there.”
“Gwendoline Evans you are a liar! There was plenty of chemistry when you had your tongue down her throat in the club last week.”
“That was vodka not chemistry.” Gwen kicked off her heels and placed her feet up on the coffee table ignoring the disapproving looks.
“This happens with every date you go on, none of them last longer than a few months at most. I don’t understand it. You’ve dated women of every colour, shape and occupation under the sun and not one of them has ever made it past casual friend with benefits status. There is something more to it than you are saying.”
“Nope, and stop making me sound like a total tart, I have not dated that many people!”
“I never said you slept with them all. But you never have any problems finding a date, I just don’t understand why you find fault with every single one of them.”
“I don’t know, I can’t explain it, maybe I am just meant to be single.”
“Maybe you need to be honest with yourself about why you are too scared to fall in love.”
Urrgghh the L-word!Gwen settled down and rather than answering pretended to find the film her friend had been watching totally engrossing. She knew part of her reluctance to believe in true love was her parent’s separation, the perfect family illusion had been ripped apart when she was sixteen. It had been twelve years since she had heard those fateful words of ‘we both love you, but we don’t love each other anymore, and think it would be better for everyone if we go our own ways’.
Their own ways had resulted in a year spent with her parents living in separate houses and her being shunted between the two. Her childhood home had been sold and her mum had rented a flat in the centre of Cardiff near to her work while her dad had moved back in with his mum in the suburbs. At first it hadn’t been too bad, but then as they fought over the divorce visiting her dad had become harder, all he did was complain about her mum, telling her that it was her mum’s job that had caused the problems and that she was at fault.
Her mum tried to avoid discussing anything with her, all she did was reassure her that this was not her fault and hug her while she told her not to worry. Gwen finally found out the truth when she overheard a conversation between her dad and her gran while she was visiting.
His gran was furious about something her dad had said, she had frozen hand hovering over the door handle as she was about to enter the kitchen where they were. That was when she learnt her dad had been cheating on her mum, her gran was berating him for wrecking their family and for blaming her mum. He was using the long hours she had worked to justify his actions, even Gwen knew the reason her mum had worked such long hours was because her dad had been laid off and they needed the money.
She had turned away, gone upstairs packed her stuff and left. Once she was home at her mum’s she rang her grans mobile and let her know what she had heard and where she was, her gran was hurt but understood. Her dad started texting her having a go for her walking out, told her she was just like her mum to run away rather than talk. She knew that she never wanted to see him again.
