Book Blurb:
THE STORY YOU THOUGHT YOU
KNEW...
When Kyle Calloway died, he took a part of Nell with
him. She wasn’t the only one left to pick up the pieces, however;
Kyle’s death left a gaping hole in the hearts and lives of his
parents and his older brother Colton, and ultimately broke the will
of the girl he loved.
THE STORY YOU NEVER IMAGINED...
Becca
de Rosa is Nell’s best friend. When Kyle died, Nell was so
devastated that no one could reach her, not even her best friend
Becca. As she tries to help Nell through her grief, Becca’s own
life is thrust into turmoil, and everything she knows is
changed.
Jason Dorsey asked Nell out the week after her
sixteenth birthday, but that date never happened. Instead, he ended
up going out with Nell’s best friend, Becca. He had no way of
knowing, then, how that one date would send him on a life-long
journey with Becca. He had no way of knowing the tragedies and
triumphs he would experience, or that in Becca, he might find the
love of a lifetime.
THE HEARTACHE YOU’LL NEVER FORGET...
Book Excerpt:
I barely had the truck in park when she unbuckled my seatbelt and pulled me into a hot, wet kiss. I wrapped my arms around her, pulled her closer, felt my heart ratchet into a frantic patter at the wondrous crush of her breasts against my chest, her knee sliding between my thighs as she lifted up to deepen the kiss. I felt my breathing catch as her fingers curled behind my head, caressing the hairline on the back of my neck, holding me close, as if I’d try to pull away.
I rested my hands on her hips and couldn’t believe she’d let me touch her like this. Yet she wiggled her hips as if begging for more, so I risked taking more liberties, and slid my hands around to cup her ass. Oh, god, surely she could feel how crazy that made me. I didn’t know where this was going, but I liked it. It also scared me, because I felt consumed by her, taken over by the need for her. Hormones raged, but it wasn’t just hormones. Intellectually, I knew what came next, but I refused to think about that directly. I just knew I couldn’t stop kissing her, couldn’t stop touching her.
And then her fingers drifted up under the hem of my shirt and touched my bare stomach. Lord. Oh, god. I let my hand slide up her back and touched bare skin at the small of her spine. So soft, so warm. I caressed up farther, to her bra strap, each shoulder, stealing touches.
She was giving them to me, though, right? So they weren’t stolen.
My shirt was up around my diaphragm and her hands were splayed on my chest as she sat on my knees, her back to the windshield. Slowly, so slowly, I lifted her shirt up a bit, revealing more of her dark skin. She traced my chest, the lines of my abs, watching my eyes and staring at my body. The look in her eyes matched what I felt in myself.
Then a hint of pink peeked out from the bottom edge of her shirt and my breath was stopped in my lungs, but she didn’t halt my hands as they kept lifting her shirt. Skin, a glorious expanse of breast barely contained in a pink bra. Oh, shit. I was so hard I could explode with a thought. I needed to adjust myself, but didn’t dare. Her eyes were on me, full of daring, fear, nerves.
“God…damn Becca.” I could barely get the words out. “You are…so hot. So sexy.”
“So are you.” She brushed a thumb over my lips, eyes on mine from inches away.
I pressed my palms flat against her ribs, just beneath her bra. It was a question, a silent request. She released a pent-up breath and then nodded, a pair of frightened, excited jerks of her chin. I slid my hands up, cupped the weight of her breasts, pink cotton soft against my palms, and then I felt the hardened bumps at the center of the bra fabric against the heel of my hands and I knew what those were, and I was amazed that this was happening, that she was letting me do this.
Oh, god. Oh, shit. So perfect. Up, up, and up my hands slid to the slope of her breasts, skin on skin now, and I couldn’t breathe, but I didn’t need to because she was kissing me and giving me her own breath, exploring my chest and my sides and down to the waist of my jeans.
And then she was off me suddenly, sliding to the opposite end of the truck against the door. “God, Jason. We have to s-s-slo-slow down. This is going too f-f-f-fast.” She tugged her shirt down to cover herself, her breathing ragged.
I rubbed my face with my hand, unable to stop a hiss when my thumb bumped my nose. “Becca, I—I’m sorry. I guess I got carried away. I’m sorry.”
She came closer once more. “No,we did. It was me, too. I wasn’t justletting you touch me, I wanted you to. I wanted to touch you. B-bb-bbb-but…” She sucked in a deep breath and visibly composed herself. “We have to slow down. We’re only sixteen. We’ve only been dating for, like, three dates.”
“I know, I know. You’re right.” I felt responsible, even though she admitted she was as much at fault for getting carried away as me. “I should be the one to slow us down.”
She laughed at that. “Um, you’re a guy?”
I glared at her. “So that makes me unable to control myself?”
She giggled again. “No, no. Just, guys aren’t usually the ones to think about slowing down. The opposite, if I’ve heard right.” Her expression shifted into seriousness. “Have you…have you ever been with anyone else before?”
I wasn’t sure exactly what she was asking. “I’ve never dated anyone before.”
She shook her head. “No, that’s not what I mmmm-meant.” She didn’t exactly stutter the last word, more just drew out the initial sound before getting control once again. “I meant, have you been with anyone?”
I just stared at her. “No, Becca. When I kissed you in the parking lot at school, that was my first kiss.”
She seemed relieved for some reason. “Mine, too.”
Angie E's Review:
This book was AWESOME. It was everything I was waiting for and so much more. Jasinda never fails to give us the stories that make us laugh, love and cry. I was so excited when she annouced this book. I wanted so much more to see inside the lives of these characters. I loved reading Nell's journey but the small glimpses I got into Rebecca's life left me CRAVING so much more. So I'm not to proud to beg. I begged for a 2nd book and once again..... =) Jasinda gave it to me.. OK.. maybe not MEEEEEEEEEE but to us all who wanted so much more.
I immediately fell for Jason. He surprised me with his sweet gentlemanly side. Very traditional. I liked that he followed the older dating traditions opening car doors and etc. HE made me want to be 16 again. I wanted to experience the FIRST with him.
Rebecca was also a surprise to me. She was unlike what I thought. She is seriously SMART which is one of her MANY attractive qualites. I loved watching her grow from the young shy study gal to a woman. I also enjoyed seeing her side of the first love and experiencing the "first".
As with the first book this book made me remember my past. I love that it brought up some of my own GREAT growing up moments and first. It also let me remember the not so great things of my past and make me more thankful for what I have. I'm so glad that Jasinda gave us this book and wrote it in this style. I thought I wanted more Nell and Colt but after reading I realized that THIS was exactly what I needed. I needed to know more about the other characters. It gave me different perspective on the characters I already LOVED.
Jasinda =) LOVE YA... I"m so proud of you. I'm SOOO thankful that you took a chance and put these stories out for us fans. Thank you for ALWAYS being there for us and for ALWAYS being my Favorite Famous Author Friend with great advice. You are only going up from here . YOUR GONNA BE FAMOUS ! =) PS. Dont forget me (as if you really could)
AUTHOR BIO:
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Jasinda Wilder is a Michigan native with a penchant for titillating tales about sexy men and strong women. When she’s not writing, she’s probably shopping, baking, or reading.
Some of her favorite authors include Nora Roberts, JR Ward, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Liliana Hart and Bella Andre.
She loves to travel and some of her favorite vacations spots are Las Vegas, New York City and Toledo, Ohio.
You can often find Jasinda drinking sweet red wine with frozen berries and eating a cupcake.
Jasinda is represented by Kristin Nelson of the Nelson Literary Agency.
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Writing had touched Chris Almeida’s and Cecilia Aubrey’s lives in different ways through the years but had never taken flight. It was in 2010, when Chris and Cecilia met and began role-playing online as a hobby, that writing placed itself front and center in their lives.
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